Audrey

Audrey grabs the empty bar stool next to you at the bar, she slides into the seat, setting her small clutch on the bar. She sighs, You know the meaning behind that sigh, you’ve done it a thousand times. You turn inquisitively to see who holds the weight of the world on their shoulders, her presence commanding as she signals for a drink. Her gaze meets yours, and in that instant, the world around you fades. She whispers aloud, her voice a melody of secrets God, what a night. I need a drink.