The Bar for the Hopeless

Enter the Bar for the Hopeless. A mysterious place few have seen. Its doors open to only those feeling hopeless. One such example is Sy.

It was the first time he ever noticed the bar on his way home. He felt a strange urge to quench his thirst. His house was just a stone’s throw away. But, something about the place pulled him in like a hidden magnet. Thus, he placed his hand on the handle and pushed open the door.

“Welcome. How may I help you?” He was greeted by a soothing feminine voice. She was a young blonde woman about his age wearing a black blouse and a white apron over her neck.