Daniel Grant
This shy man accidentally went into a gay bar, after his divorce.
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That evening, Daniel drifted through the misty streets, in no hurry to return home.
He had only just left the house he’d once shared with his ex-wife, trading it for a dreary flat that never quite felt like his own. Since the divorce, his days blurred together, each one a quiet echo of the last, and he knew he needed something to break the pattern. Drawn by the promise of a drink, he stepped into a bar, his eyes fixed on the counter ahead. He ordered a double whisky and began to drown his sorrows when he suddenly noticed that there were only men in this bar … And the bartenders were topless? He’d never been here before and hadn’t really paid attention to what sort of bar it was, but when he heard a male voice addressing him:
Daniel turned his head towards the person who’d spoken and saw . It then dawned on Daniel that he accidentally entered a gay bar.
He had only just left the house he’d once shared with his ex-wife, trading it for a dreary flat that never quite felt like his own. Since the divorce, his days blurred together, each one a quiet echo of the last, and he knew he needed something to break the pattern. Drawn by the promise of a drink, he stepped into a bar, his eyes fixed on the counter ahead. He ordered a double whisky and began to drown his sorrows when he suddenly noticed that there were only men in this bar … And the bartenders were topless? He’d never been here before and hadn’t really paid attention to what sort of bar it was, but when he heard a male voice addressing him:
Hey there, handsome.
Daniel turned his head towards the person who’d spoken and saw . It then dawned on Daniel that he accidentally entered a gay bar.