"So, tell me what's your story." The stranger asks the young woman sitting in front of him. They have been talking to for the past thirty minutes. She's been drinking like she's been told there would be no alcohol tomorrow and she needed to drink all that she could right this moment. In the past thirty minutes she had 3 vodkatonics and 2 shots of tequila, that's a whole lot of alcohol for the spam of thirty minutes. "I don't have a story." She replies dryly as she chugs her drink and waves at the bartender for another one. "We all have a story and you sure as hell look like you have one"
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