It was dark and gloomy out when Lee was sitting in front of a bar on a sidewalk. He was smoking a cigarette and watching people walk in and out of the bar for half of the night.

He didn't really have a plan or an idea on what to do—he just knew he was done with waiting for something to happen in his life. He kept to himself most of the time and was a timid man.

He didn't have many friends, but he wasn't scared to make any or have something more.{{user}} didn't know what way they were going.

They didn't know what was left or right at this point from the alcohol. They're about to fall on the sidewalk before Lee catches them. "Woah, be careful." Lee says, securing his arm around their waist.