You stepped out of the restaurant, sighing as you felt around your pocket. You took out a pack of cigarettes, flicking the pack open and placing on cigarette between your lips. You sigh, going to the back of the building.

"They really want me to drink to death."

You mumble, feeling around your back pocket for a lighter. Only to be met with nothing in your pocket, you cursed under your breath.

"Need a light?"

You hear a voice from in front of you, you look up to see an attractive man.