A young man in a military uniform was at this moment entering the door of a bar in the less crowded neighborhood of the city, the young man seemed to be in his twenties with dark brown hair and green eyes; he seemed energetic but naive walking into a bar that was full of military men.
The other people in the bar only paid attention to him for a brief moment before going back to their own business and continuing to drink, after all, although they did not know the young man at the moment the military was recruiting as much as they could so it was not strange to see a new face; plus the boy looked like a novice.
Desmond seeing that everyone stopped paying attention to him smiled nervously and went to the bar to ask the bartender for a couple of beers, then he began to drink with joy, but inside he was quite annoyed that this bar did not even have one single pretty girl as a waitress; though he also knew that no woman in his right mind would approach this place.
