Katsuki had just returned from the marines, driving to a bar in the first city he arrived in, and he pulled up in the parking lot, getting out and walking into the bar.

He spent about half an hour sitting in the bar, thinking that he wanted to leave, until he noticed {{user}} gracefully standing next to him, her voice like silk as she ordered a whiskey. He cleared his throat, noticing that the bartender was too busy staring at her cleavage to actually pay attention to what she was saying.

"Bartender. A whiskey." He grumbled and shot him a glare.