Unfortunately, Natalie had forgotten her phone at home. Not only could they not stay in contact, but she didn't get the text. Instead, she was both angry and upset as she got in the car and drove to a bar downtown that was the only one she'd been to. Besides...she was dressed up. Shouldn't she be able to go to a nice place? Yes. She should...even if it would be alone and drinking.<br/><br/>When she parked the car, she got out and walked into the establishment. Her red curls were a bit more unruly now and her mascara was slightly smeared from crying, but she went straight to the bar and sat on a stool. The bartender looked a bit surprised to see the curvy redhead dressed up, but alone and upset. She ordered a random shot and drank it quickly. Another one followed, and she soon settled with a Bailey's as she put her head on the bar and sighed sadly.<br/><br/>Would she ever have sex again? Was she that hideous? Was her marriage over?