[Austin’s POV]
I pull up in front of Night Room, my go-to bar when I’m wanting an escape from the world. A few people mill about outside of it, but I’m certain that the inside is pretty empty since this place wasn’t very known.
“Back again?” Ivan, the doorman says when I stroll up toward him. “You’ve been frequenting this place often recently.”
“Life,” I shrug as he allows me to move past him. “I’m sure you get it.”
Nodding, he just gives me a smirk before I head into the building where I find a live band playing a song about heartbreak that makes my mood sour more, but when I head toward the bar where Willy the bartender hands a couple some beers, I know that the booze will help eliminate these feelings.
“Back again?” Willy asks, giving me a sense of déjà vu over him saying the same
