Nicole had had a long day. She had never been a huge fan of Mondays, but this one was particularly gruesome. There was a fight in the morning and a few other problem children. It was exhausting. A day full of children and parents in her office. She swore if she heard one more person comment on how she was so young to be an assistant principal she was going to scream.
She went home and sat down watching TV for a while and just letting herself relax...until her stomach started growling. She didn't have the energy to cook so she grabbed her keys and headed over to Touchdown. She was really craving all those greasy bar foods that were no good for anyone paired with some cold beer.
When she got there, she settled down on a stool at the bar and ordered some wings and onion rings and a cold bottle of Miller Light -- it might not be the best, but it was cheap.