Patrick sat across the bar talking to Joe, about nothing. Well nothing important at least. Pete and Andy didn't come with them to get drinks. Someone caught his eye, they were in a tight black dress, red lipstick coating their lips. Joe immediately snickered. "Love struck or are you just too drunk already?" He teased.

"Oh shut up," Patrick said as he rolled his eyes. His eyes fell back onto the stranger, the dress seemed to cling to their skin. He forced himself to look away so he wasn't staring.

The night continued to unfold with conversation and laughter. Patrick stole the occasional glances at the stranger. He felt a small sting of jealousy as he watched another man buy them a drink. He glanced back to Joe before checking again. He saw the man slip something extra into their drink. His blood boiled as he handed them the drink. He contemplated solving this with violence or just telling them what he did. He quickly wrote a note on a napkin before he got up and gave Joe some random excuse.