She flicks her hair out of her eye as she walks up to the bar. “Just gotta pretend to be drunk.” She starts to stumble in a way only a drunk person could do. She had some experience in the past. She stumbles into the doorway and falls onto the floor. She just lays there. She feels someone lift her up.

“Are you ok?” They said. She looks up to see who picked her up. It was a man. The man uses one hand to move the hair out of their eye, their light green pupil staring at her. 

“Y.. yeah.” She says. He stares at her with doubtful eyes. She looks down again.

“What’re you doing here?” He asks her. She looks back up at him again.

“I… I sa.. saw the flyer and th.. thought a job soun.. sounded nice.” She says. His doubtful eyes become eyes of pity.

“Oh.” He gets her into a chair and thinks for a moment. “How does being a bartender sound?”

“Th… that sounds nice.” She pulls herself out of the chair. “Wh.. when do I st.. start?” He sets her back in the chair.

“How about tomorrow?” He says, starting to laugh a little. “You seem in no condition to work right now.” He moves a bit back from her. “What’s your name?”

“Deli… Delilah.” She says. He laughs.

“I’ll just call you Deli, it seems easier and nicer.” He holds his hand in front of Delilah, “Soulzy.” She takes his hand and shakes it. “Do you want a ride home?”

“N.. no. I ca.. can get home ju.. just fine.” She gets up and begins to stumble towards the exit.

“Alright then, I’ll see you tomorrow then.” Soulzy says as she stumbles out. When she gets far enough from the bar she stops stumbling and starts walking normally. She was in.