Once Adam arrived at the bar counter, he ordered two glasses of coke and proceeded to lean against the counter top, waiting for his drinks. Even though he's already passed the legal age, he wasn't exactly familiar with the taste of the alcohol. Seeing people getting drunk makes him uncomfortable. Adam couldn't even imagine how he was going to act once he got drunk. It would probably be a mess.
"Here's your drink-"
"Thank you."
"Thanks."
Adam froze when his hand accidentally touched someone's hand who happened to be holding the same glass. When he glanced to his side, Adam saw a woman, maybe around twenty years old, also staring straight at him while keeping a tight hold onto her glasses.
The bartender looked at both of them alternately before speaking. "Forgive me sir but that drink belongs to this lady here."
