What would you do if someone stole the only thing you were good at? The only thing that would show other people you existed? What would you do if this "someone" stole your sense of emotion? Your heart? Lance is a college student working nights at a bar to try and pay his rent. He suddenly starts feel like it's his home. The only place he feels welcome. Sad thing is, he only gets noticed if he's playing pool or screwing up some drinks and getting yelled at by his boss. One day, Lance finally gets some girls to watch him put on a show. However, he gets distracted by a fairly attractive stranger that has a pretty good skill at playing pool. Probably too good and too attractive. Lance has to now show this guy his place and straighten things up but takes a toll and falls head over heels for this guy. To make matters worse, Lance realizes that they both go to the same college. How is Lance supposed to focus with this absolutely gay vibes man walking about his school and bar. Can Lance manage to get over him? Or will he have to admit.....