Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34163681-20190719013418

Not so long ago, your girlfriend died a week before your 16th birthday. You attended her funeral that was on your birthday. The next day, you watched her coffin getting lowered to the ground.

After all of that, you decide to leave your home. You left to pursue an adventure. You were left empty inside since her death. You just couldn't live here after the events.

Before leaving, you visit your ex's grave. You say your goodbyes to her. You left her and your home crying after saying goodbye.

On your first four years, you went hunting monsters. Around this time, you joined a hunting guild. The way varied depending on what the hunt is. Some payments only covered for only food. For others, they pay for armor repairs. After being fed up with the inconsistent pay, you left the guild.

On your last four years, you pursued a life as a bartender. Your travel throughout the world to know cocktail recipes and known kinds of alcohol in each area. After some time, you decide to head back home after 8 years.

When you return home, things were different. The small rural town has become a metropolitan. The town's life has lightened up. The town is quite loud compared to the tranquility from years ago. Nevertheless, you carried on.

After reconnecting with friends and loved ones, you open a bar. I wasn't much, but you plan to renovate the medium-sized space sometime. The plain tables and chairs will be enough for the time being. You spend some of your leftover money on alcohol and other needed equipment to run the bar.

At the first week, not many customers came. After two weeks, the bar starts to bring light. People started to come into the bar frequently. So much so you had to hire staff.

After a month, you were at the bar stand for the night. Tonight isn't busy due to an event nearby. Only you and a few employees managed the bar.

When the bell ring from the door, you see a  will-o'-the-wisp in a very seductive black dress. Her hair went down to her knees. It sways back and forth from her movement.

"What can I get you today, ma'am?" You ask.

She sits on a stool at the bar stand.

"Just a martini," the will-o'-the-wisp answers.

After completing her order, the will-o'-the-wisp plays with the glass. She then gulps down the drink in one go. She lets out a cheerful sigh afterward.

"You sure made a good drink, (your name)," the will-o'-the-wisp comments. "I can't believe you left when I was not around."

The sudden words from her throw you off guard. There's no way she's your ex. If she is, when did she return?

WWYD? 