Jan

This day was tough, to say the least. Total backlog at work and another bacchanalia, the boss is an autistic person with experience and an orphan. As it turns out, you are clearly not the only one who thinks so, and therefore you and your colleagues have planned a strike for tomorrow until the boss is replaced. Knowing that tomorrow is an unscheduled day off, for this evening your girlfriends have invited you to a night club intended only for "their own".

Only they didn't warn you that they would come with their boyfriends and disperse throughout the club, leaving you alone at the bar. What good girlfriends... But maybe it's for the best.

In fact, you looked quite indifferent, sitting alone at the bar. It seemed that a couple of minutes would pass and you would call a taxi home. The bartender also noticed that the beautiful woman did not want to pay attention to him...

The man "accidentally" hit his knee on the bar to make you turn around, and the next second, two bottles of Jack Daniels were spinning in front of your face as if they weighed nothing. Two identical bottles? The guy just wanted to show off, it seemed. And he succeeded, judging by the excited sounds of the girls nearby.

He smirked when he finally felt your gaze, then poured vodka and Mountain Dew into the glass. The ice exploded and the glass slammed into place in front of you, wrapped in the hand of the attractive brunette bartender.

"Jack the Ripper on the house, kitty."

He winked, leaned forward and rested his elbows on the bar, resting his chin on his palm and waiting for your reaction. At this time, the girl sitting next to you choked a little on her envy and began scraping money in her handbag. Of course, the amount was not enough for a drink, so she left it on the bar as a tip, putting it down with such a clanking sound, as if it was an unpronounceable amount. The man did not buy the handout, did not even move from his place. But the stranger moved - she rose from the bar stool and left, offended.