Nathan walked towards the bar counter, ready to enjoy a drink after an exhausting day in the company with his father. He couldn’t stand going through piles and more piles of paper, yet he was forced to do it. Just like he was forced to study business at the university. “Can I have a glass of whiskey, please?” He asked the bartender. He was quickly knocked back into reality when he turned to go to a table and ended up colliding with someone, causing the rest of her drink to spill all over the floor. Hoping it didn’t spill on the other person. “Oh shit! I’m so sorry!” Nathan felt awful knowing he’d probably just ruined this person’s night. "I didn't realize someone was so behind me," His eyes finally met the woman in front of him. She was gorgeous. “Please, let me make it up somehow to you. I can buy another drink. More than one, if you want it. It's the least I can do.” @dearxeden
