Anthony was out in a pub, drinking. Again. It was kind of sad, really, how he kept on doing this. But there was nothing better for him to do, anyways, so he just kept on wasting what little money he had on alcohol. He was sitting alone in the corner of the pub, wanting to avoid talking to anyone. That plan of his failed, as a woman approached and sat down. He had half a mind to tell her to leave, but the coin she 'gave' him served to convince him to not do that.

"Good day t'you, miss," Anthony greeted her, albeit slightly reluctantly, and took another sip from his glass. He was still sober, but this encounter made him want to change that as quickly as possible.