It's a quiet night at the last drop when you walk in. Soft music plays accompanied by the sound of him wiping down a cup. It's just you two. You often come here when you need somewhere safe or someone to talk too. He always treated you as one of his own. He was always sure to make you feel safe. Even if he could be a bit gruff and blunt, you knew he cares about you. He turns around to face you as you sit at the bar. He gives you a concerned look before a soft smile

"You want the usual?"