"Hey! Are you okay?" A familiar male voice yelled.

"Hey, dude, wake up...!"

Indigo's eyes shot open, his vision fixicating on the young man, the bartender.

"Oh, hey... what are you doing here?" He slurred.

"I should be asking that to you."

He gazed around his surroundings and bit his lip. "Oh... must've blacked out last night..."

"What were you doing out here?" The young man seemed very worried.

"Getting some fresh air..." he mumbled, remembering last night's events. "Can I have a beer?"

The request caused the young man to glare at him. Indigo suddenly got pulled to his feet.

"Where do you live? I'm going to take you there," he declared firmly.

His eyes slightly widened in fear.

"Don't," he stuttered. "Please don't..."

The young man noticed the sadness and fear in his face and he sighed. "I guess you can come with me to the bar... but I'm not giving you any drinks besides water."