married life with a baby was something roxy had always envisioned for her future , and while she was immensely grateful to be basking in that glory before she fulfilled her twenties , sometimes she just needed to get away . glass bottles and shot glasses clanging together combined with the laughter of her very best friends deemed her only escape for the evening , hindering her from concentrating on her typical responsibilities –– but little did she know her biggest stressor of the night was about to capture her attention . a face she hasn’t had the honor of seeing in years , and while every fiber of her being is screaming at her to stay put as her mind simply repeats the words do not engage on a loop , stature still arises from her comfortable seat at the bar and saunters towards her former lover . ❝ hey stranger . ❞ offers a hint of a smile , distant memories they’ve shared scattering about her mind . ❝ come here often ? ❞ genuine question , seeing as though the femme doesn’t get out much , although the alcohol circulating her system isn’t doing her much good .