Danny was inside his general store - standing blankly behind the counter, leaning his back against it and facing the shelf behind the counter where his products lie.

The blonde seemed to be spacing off with a slim bottle of liquor clutched by the neck in his hand, not really paying attention to those entering or exiting the small store - not that it got much traction in the first place.. The lack of customers had stressed him out lately, which, naturally, led to him drinking more, having already had a problem with it.