wiona_stories
He slammed the shot glass back on the bar counter, upon seeing his ex-wife.
"Rochelle." The man grunted, in a stressed manner.
"Giles." The woman responded, frustrated and annoyed.
"Another one please." Giles muttered to the bartender working before him, he turned to his ex.
"So, what brings you here?" He whispered, leaning over on the rusty stool he sat on.
"Idiot. We have a child and i'm trying to get away." She said.
"Ah." He stated.
"They drive me up the walls!!" Rochelle screamed, an aggressive tone.
"Woah there, missus." Giles joked around, laughing.
Rochelle stomped over and sat on the stool next to her ex-husband.
"What brings you here, Giles?" She asked, confused.
"You know my sister, Tina?" He continued, "Well she's in hospital."
"What, why?!" Rochelle exclaimed, shocked as Tina was the kindest from Giles' family to her.
"She had a stroke." Giles mumbled, starting to tear up and wiping his eyes on his jacket sleeve.