A/N: This is supposed to have the feel of Zac Brown Band's Jolene. Hope you enjoy it!
In The Early Morning Rain
He shakes his blonde hair thoroughly while walking to the crickety bar, taking a seat on a chair so old it felt like it was going to crumble into the dusty ground.
He knew the feeling.
Raising his fingers slightly he mentions to the bartender, "Firewhisky, straight. No chaser. Ashtray as well please," he bosses quietly.
The decrepit old man waves his wand and the list appears. Taking his lighter out, the grey eyed bachelor lights a cigarette, takes a drag, and exhales slowly. Picking up the drink, he closes his eyes and prays silently, let this wash these wasted memories away…
After swallowing hard, he takes another drag, pulling that picture from his back pocket, hoping the smoke will take him to a better time.