#etherealborn

anton’s at the bar again, just sitting there; GETTING DRUNK. it’s the same game every night. he goes out, hopes the alcohol will wash away his ugliness & wakes up alone. his dull eyes wander around. he can barely even see his surroundings clearly at this point. that’s fine. he knows this place like the back of his hand anyway. then he spots her. another girl, alone in his bar. he takes a sip of his drink.

 “    yeah ,    no  thanks .    i’d  say  i  appreciate  the  offer ,    but . . .    ”