Spoiler
Okay.
Mark
Dazed out in my room, I sigh and decide to get drunk at the bar instead of doing nothing. I slip my jacket on and glance at my tired self in the mirror. Stubble covers my chin and my hair is a faded blonde from being dyed too much. My clothes are ratty and I can't remember the last time I left the tavern to do something.
Sighing, I step out of my room and head to the bar, freezing when I find a brunette on one of the stools. Has it...been a year already? I take the seat beside her and nod at the bartender, ordering my usual without words. In case it's not her, I don't say anything and sip on my drink instead, my bangs covering my contactless, brown eyes.
