You weren't sure why you'd even come to the pub, especially alone. You'd spent most of the time as you usually did, sitting in a corner, alternating between watching your phone and those around you.

There was one man you kept noticing. He'd play a game of pool, drink an absurd amount, return for another game and so on.

He noticed you a few times but ignored you, that was until you were about to leave. He approached from behind, quiet on his feet despite his drinking and asked, voice heavily accented, "Interested in a game love?"