Dance floor @12:30

"Hey," said a soft voice "is that seat taken?" I looked up and saw a face, a pretty face, a surprisingly familiar face.
"No," I said gruffly. She looked like her, but not quite. Her hair was more blonde than brown. Her eyes were a warm hazel compared to her vibrant jade. The girl's skin was also paler, however all in all, they looked startlingly similar.
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Cole goes to a bar everyday to drown his sorrows away. One day he meets someone who changes everything.