As it gets later into the night, I see the workers starting to clean up around the bar. It's about 11:30 and closing time is at 12:00. This gives me a good 30 minutes to find Mr. Golden Voice.
Half the people have already left. I assume it should be a little easier to find him now. I stumble through the crowd to find the man of my dreams. I look everywhere. But I don't see him. Dang. I guess he left already. I missed my chance.
After the last song is played, the piano man starts packing up all his equipment, and he leaves.
Disappointed with how things turned out, I toddle my way over to the closest table. All of a sudden, my dizziness causes me to lose my footing. Tim, the bar manager, runs up to me and catches me. My head just barely misses the table.
"Thanks," I say. He offers to call me an Iber, and I accept, being too inebriated to find the app on my own. I guess I went a little crazy with all the cocktails tonight. I offer to pay him back via Money app, but he declines it.
Ten minutes later, my Iber arrives and Tim walks me out to the car. He opens the door, helps me in, closes the door behind me, thanks my Iber driver, and then walks back into the bar.
"Tim is such a kind person. I wonder if he's single," I think to myself.
The drive home took fifteen minutes. When we arrived at my apartment, the Iber driver asks me if I need help getting to my door, but I politely decline his offer and thank him for the kind gesture. He proceeds to drive away.
I pull my key out of my clutch. As I'm trying to put the key in the door, I miss the keyhole and drop the keys on the floor. I laugh at my own incompetence and clumsiness. Why did I drink so much?
I pick the keys back up and try again. Success! I open up the door, toss the keys to the side, then flop down on the couch. Within three minutes, I black out.
Not long after passing out, I hear a distant yet familiar deep voice calling my name. "Jaen... Jaen... Jaen..." the voice says. I turn around and I see Mr. Golden Voice! Wait, but how do you know my name?
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Romance"...the effects of love are similar to the effects of oxidation. They can either benefit me or harm me." Jaen Moshiin is a young woman on the quest for true love. Once a believer that love would find her, she decides to take matters into her own han...
