Happy hour

The work day was over and after taking his pokémon home, Jason went to a local bar. Most days he was too tired to go as he always stayed late to try and keep the business afloat and clear some of their debt, but today he’d gone despite his exhaustion. If he waited for the garage to do well again, he might as well lock himself in his apartment for the next couple of years because that wasn’t something that would be solved quickly.

It was already well into the evening when Jason entered the place and sat down at the bar. “Evening,” he greeted the person next to him with a smile before he turned towards the bartender and ordered a beer.