"Another one, please.." The bartender stared at her for a second. She was all messed up. Gail's surroundings were all blurry and swirling. She had no idea how she got into the bar. One thing she remembered was sitting in the taxi while her tears started to pool out.
"What is it all about?" He spoke after placing the fourth glass next to her. Gail took the glass and drank it without hesitation. The bartender realized that his customer right in front of him was really devastated and depressed.
"Uh, what kind of drink is this?" Even her voice started to sway. Which made him let out a chuckle. What a cutie-pretty lady she was.
"That's a vodka spritz, Lady. Was it bad?" Right after he spoke she turned silent and just stared at the empty glass in her hand. He nearly cursed when he saw her
