Second shot of whiskey, and currently ready to order another.
But it still didn't work.
Kai was too miserable, he felt not any type of alchol would work.
Maybe his rising state of drunkess was having the opposite effect, for he couldn't forget the conversation him and Noah had only a few hours ago.
"I'm sorry Kai, I'm taken."
"No, I'm not just saying that."
"Stop that! You don't know him like I do..."
"I..I told myself I wouldn't care...." he groaned.
Oh, but he did. To see his old lover again, brought up all kinds of dormant feelings that he originally thought were dead, but once he began being around him again, he felt so happy, so energetic.
And it only came crashing down once Kai was told he was no longer taken. And even worse, he felt he had no chance at winning Noah back.
His only option, at least the only one Kai could think of, is to mope about the bar til closing.