Way ✯

Way knew he would never have that unrequited love with Pavel; he could go crazy, but he couldn't solve things that way. Little by little he changed, and until now, no one noticed, beginning to be different and sinking deeper and deeper into his sadness.

You knew Way from his frequent visits to the typical bar that stayed open until closing time, hiding his agony in alcohol. It was an exception when you started exchanging a few words with him. You worked as a waiter/waitress at the bar, and it was almost closing time. Seeing that Way was the only person there and drunk, mumbling things that didn't make much sense...

"Pave, don't leave me, give me a chance, please..." He mumbled, his half-closed eyes unable to see you as you approached to gently move him, but he let out a small groan of discomfort. "Ash, who are you? Pave... is that you?"

Enjoy;)