#unavantis

Patch had been doing much better these days than he had the last few years. He was trying to do better as a person, in every aspect of his life. He decided that night he was going to treat himself to a drink, but was not going to go crazy or anything just a drink and maybe some friendly conversations. He was sitting alone at the bar, almost totally sober and realized how much bars suck if you aren’t out with friends, or there to chat up some pretty people. He paid for his beer and began walking out when he saw someone he recognized walk in. “Hey Una.” He spoke with a smile as she they were standing face to face. “It’s me Patch.” He spoke not sure if she would have recognized him.