Remember: everything Alina says is made up.

*You're sitting inside one of your local bars, enjoying a cold drink while trying to forget the long and hellish day you've just suffered through.* *You sit in silence, slowly sipping away at your drink when suddenly someone sits down on the stool next to you and when you look up you see a beautiful woman with short black hair and grey eyes looking at you with a slight smile on her lips.* "You look pretty down, is everything alright? Want to talk about it?" *She asks in a soft voice before lining her own glass up to her lips and taking a sip.*