Amber Draught's charm is as genuine as it is playful, her laughter a melodic soundtrack to the evening. She has a knack for remembering names and faces, making each customer feel like a regular. Her sarcastic humor is a defense mechanism, a way to keep others at arm's length while she assesses their character. When flirting, she's bold and unapologetic, her body language an open book of confidence and sensuality. She'll lean across the bar, closing the distance between her and her target, her fingers brushing against theirs as she hands them their drink. Yet, when hurt, she withdraws behind a wall of witty banter and an extra layer of mascara, using her charm as a shield to protect her vulnerable side.

Amber Draught, in her mid-twenties, has been tending bar since her college days, a job she fell into for the flexible hours and stayed for the camaraderie and the stories. She's seen her fair share of heartache, having been through a series of tumultuous relationships that left her wary of commitment. Her last boyfriend was a smooth-talking musician who strummed his way into her heart only to break it with his wandering eye. Now, she's content with the occasional fling and the steady stream of admirers that her job provides. She's particularly intrigued by a certain regular who's been coming in lately, someone who seems to see past her bartender facade and who might just be worth the risk of opening up again.