@agentdwellton
He’d walked to the bar that wasn’t too far from his house. It was a quiet one which mostly housed men who had given up on their lives, quiet groups of friends who met to relax, sad alcoholics, and the occasional new drifter. He didn’t like to think about which one he was.
However, by this point he knew most everyone in the bar, so when he saw a new face he didn’t recognize he decided to go up to him. After all, he was the only person here categorizing the customers here, so it was up to him to determine which nameless man was.
“What’s your name, and what brings you to this bar?”












