Indulgence

Your typical day was repetitive. Exhausting. You'd work yourself half to death, end your shift, go to a bar, and go home. Some would call you an alcoholic, you like to call it coping.

You're reaching the end of your so-called "typical day", going to a nearby bar, knocking back a few drinks before ending it. A simple yet continuous cycle. Until you decide to indulge just this once.

Story can be found on ao3 under the same name.