The bar was packed that night. Something about a big football, something or whatever, Devina really could not care less. She swirled her drink around with the useless tiny straw the bartender always provided with her gin and tonics. She had been frequenting the same few bars so often the last few months, she rarely even had to order anymore.
Devina gave up trying to be interested in the douche lord seated beside her at the bar. He was hot and his dating app profile had seemed tolerable, but she was truly only there for free booze and possibly a decent f**k. However, the last two guys she went home with fell short in many ways.
Length being one, skills being the other.
“So yeah, I really focused on my job. People think being a consultant is so easy, but it's actually a lot of hard work,
