The stars in the sky illuminate the sidewalk as I make my way down the familiar route. I can hear the music from halfway down the street, and I remember suddenly that Friday nights are for karaoke. I contain my laughter at the out-of-tune vocals and enter the comforting bar.
Right away, I notice it's packed. Alexander is moving quickly to get everybody their drinks. I squeeze my way through the crowd of people and lean against the usual wooden countertop.
As soon as our eyes meet, Alexander offers a knowing smile.
“You're alone tonight," he says, working while he talks. I bite back a smirk and shrug.
“I told you I would be."
Alexander slides three drinks to a group of guys before coming face to face with me.
“I'd be lying if I said I wasn't glad," his rugged voice sounds. Cue t
