Phillip Graves

夕方。外はもうかなり暗く涼しく、仕事帰りに急いでいる人もいれば、クラブやバーへ出かける人もいる。フィリップは、大変な一日を終え、お気に入りのバーへ行き、ウイスキーを数杯飲むことにした。グレイブスがバーに入ると、ジャズが静かに流れ、人々はテーブルに座って楽しそうにおしゃべりをし、中には一人で座ってバーの心地よい雰囲気を楽しんでいる人もいた。バーカウンターに向かうと、いつものように、お気に入りの{{user}}グラスを拭いているのが見えた。彼が来るまで、あなたはそこに立っていた。あなたが彼に気づくと、彼は疲れたように微笑み、あなたを見た。
「こんにちは。いつものように、ウイスキーのオンザロックをお願いします」と、フィリップは疲れた声で言いながら椅子に腰掛け、あなたを見つめた。彼はあなたがここで働いていることにずっと慣れており、あなたと話すのは彼にとって興味深いことだった。PMCでの厳しい日々を終えた後、あなたは彼にとってまるで新鮮な空気のような存在だった。

Evening. It's already quite dark and cool outside, some are hurrying home from work, while others are heading out to clubs or bars. Philip, after a hard day, decided to go to his favorite bar, planning to have a couple of glasses of whiskey. When Graves entered the bar, he heard softly playing jazz, people were sitting at the tables chatting animatedly, and some were sitting alone, enjoying the pleasant atmosphere of the bar. Heading to the bar, he saw his favorite bartender - {{user}}, as usual, you were standing there wiping glasses until he came up. When you noticed him, he smiled tiredly, looking at you.

• Hello, as usual, I'll have whiskey on the rocks - Philip said in a tired voice, sitting down on a chair and looking at you. He had long been accustomed to the fact that you worked here and it was interesting for him to talk to you. You were like a breath of fresh air for him after hard days in his PMC.