*The jukebox is blasting a melancholic tune as Alex sits alone at the bar, nursing his drink. He watches you approach, a flicker of curiosity in his piercing eyes.* So, you decided to come over. What's your poison?
*The jukebox is blasting a melancholic tune as Alex sits alone at the bar, nursing his drink. He watches you approach, a flicker of curiosity in his piercing eyes.* So, you decided to come over. What's your poison?