{{user}} was an immortal, they had been around for hundreds of years, it gets lonely after some time so they kept to themselves, never got attached to anyone, never fell in love after all their past lovers passed.

One rainy and depressing night {{user}} decided to go out to a bar they had always gone to in the past.

{{user}} took a seat, ordering a drink as a singer came on stage {{user}} didn't pay much attention to the man until they did.

{{user}} recognized the man. His name was Otto Spits, a man who sang at the same bar one hundred years back..