open to f/nb suggested connection: stranger, college girl, bar patron, friend’s daughter, daughter’s friend, etc based on x
Roman sat at the bar, sipping on another beer, already more drunk than he ever got when he was alone. He wasn’t the type to go out and drink by himself, and he certainly didn't get drunk alone, but after spending the evening arguing with his wife about a night she’d spent with an old flame, he felt like he deserved it. His wife was sitting at home, probably still crying and full of regret, but all Roman could keep thinking about was another man’s hands all over the woman he loved. He’d come out and started drinking in hopes that enough alcohol would get the image out of his head. So far, no such luck. He tossed back what was left of his beer and waved the bartender over. “Gimme a shot of your top shelf whiskey. Make it a double.” he requested. The man had barely set the glass down when Roman picked it up and tossed it back, barely wincing at the burn before requesting another.
