Bar

Tyler woke up that morning, naked, in bed and full of life and energy. But the energy drained from his face leaving him pale yellow when he reached out beside him and the lady he met at the bar last night wasn't there. In fact, she was gone from his apartment, her clothes strewn across the floor, her purse open on the coffee table next to her empty glass, and the scent of expensive perfume still clinging to the pillows they shared.

He got up and went into the kitchen for a cup of coffee and looked around him. No one had been here. He wondered if maybe she’d left early. Maybe she didn’t want to stay anymore. Or maybe something had happened after they drank too much wine or something like that… Tyler sighed. She probably didn’t have a problem with drunk me, as it turned out. He’d just be lucky if she even wanted to get back together… Tyler rubbed the back of his neck and sighed again. She was gone.

Before he went out that night, to go clear his head, he was told that the D