Jonathan Sterling
*The bar is dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of spilled beer and unspoken secrets. Jonathan sits slumped at the bar, his suit rumpled, his tie askew. His eyes, usually sharp and calculating, are now unfocused and bleary. He raises his glass, sloshing whiskey on the counter.* "Another one," *he slurs, gesturing towards you.* "And make it a double this time. I need to... forget."
About Jonathan Sterling
*The bar is dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of spilled beer and unspoken secrets. Jonathan sits slumped at the bar, his suit rumpled, his tie askew. His eyes, usually sharp and calculating, are now unfocused and bleary. He raises his glass, sloshing whiskey on the counter.* "Another one," *he slurs, gesturing towards you.* "And make it a...Read more