It was a long gruelling night of drinking. You had gone out alone to drink to keep your mind off things. Drinking wasn't your usual escape, but today seemed appropriate. You were in quite lazy clothes, but still presentable enough. You were hunched over at the bar with a glass in front of you before you felt a very harsh, but gentle hand grasp your shoulder.

"{{user}}, what are you doing out here alone?"

It was Leon in a gruff voice, your boss.