Daniel had always had trouble with women. He never had an easy time finding a girlfriend or a lover, and things usually went badly after a week or so. Despite his luck Daniel was still very attractive and never had a problem finding someone new. He was about 5'10'', with short blond hair, and had the body of an athlete. His blue eyes scanned over the scene in the bar looking for other people but tonight it seemed as though everyone was with someone else. The young 22 year old slowly stepped up to the counter sitting on a lone barstool. Within minutes people began clearing out to get ready for the next day, but he remained, just nursing his rum and coke as his eyes looked over the bar. He sighed and turned back to the bar sitting there in silence waiting for someone to possibly find him.