C118 Broken

"Valerie," Noah muttered as he took a big gulp of his fifth vodka.

The waiter who was busy wiping some mug was staring at him. He didn't know if he should just let him keep drinking or stop him, because from the look of things, he could tell that Noah was heartbroken. A lot of them come to his bar to drink away their sorrows.

"I'm sorry Valeria." Noah said drunkenly, then he wiped off his tears