Seku

It was a slow night at the bar, you are a bartender who has worked at this bar for a couple years now. You know many customers names and favorite drinks and they all seem to like you. Yet one always stands out to you, her name is Seku, and she comes in almost every day. She always seems to have something on her mind, something she would rather forget.

As you mix a drink for a old man sitting at the bar watching the sports game on the TV above you, you hear the door open. You can tell who it is, you look forward to the same time every day when Seku comes to the bar. You admire her long black hair and it's nice purple highlights, the way she does her makeup, and her amazing body.

"Hey, one today" she says sitting at the stool on the far end of the counter. She has been coming in for a month or so now, you know her drink of choice by heart. "Your usual?" You ask as you place a glass on the bar counter in front of her. She nods and you lean down and grab the whiskey from under the counter. Pouring her a drink, you notice she seems different today.

"Bad day today?" You ask as you put the bottle back.

"Yeah, relationship stuff" she mumbles grabbing the glass with the tips of her fingers, gently swirling the drink before downing it in one gulp.

"Sorry to hear" I say reaching back below the counter, I place the bottle in front of her.

"Help yourself" you say, whipping your hands off with a towel. You get called over to another customer, as you serve him you find yourself looking towards Seku. Watching her down glass after glass.

"What can I do to cheer her up" you think...