nellie;
“You could have humored me Addy. How ironic would it be for a bar manager to not actually be that big of a fan of alcohol?” Nellie had met the fellow blonde a few months ago and thoroughly enjoyed the quick and witty spirit from Chicago. “ Well if you want whiskey I’ve got Jack, Evan, and Elijah. As for my favorite white, Sauvignon Blanc is the winner of course,” she smiled as she stood behind her island with the various drinks on display. “Your choice my friend. And what shall we be cheering to?”
Addy chuckled. “Yeah, you might meet one of those one day, but I’m afraid that’s not me. I’m the bar manager that is too much of a fan of alcohol,” she admitted, a little shame showing in her tone. “You said you’ve got Jack, so that’s my choice. I’m simple. And what shall we cheer to...? I’m awful at coming up with this stuff. Happiness? Love? Life? The new year?”












