Driving around a small town in the West as the moon crept up from below the hills, illuminating the dusty sky, Price sighed, one hand on his steering wheel as he was stopped at a dead intersection. The red light shining in his eyes whilst he looked around the area, searching for something, somewhere to stay for the night, maybe a bar.

Price was just starting on a solo mission, out in the middle of no where with a little town to spare for the next month or two.. He accelerated as the light switched to green, spotting a small bar up ahead, all lit up. He pulled into the parking lot, trying to find a spot to park as it seemed full. He wasn't surprised, it was a Friday night, but the town just seemed dead until this bar.

He walked up from the parking lot, stepping up onto the sidewalk as he pulled open the door, cold air rushing out with the strong smell of beer, whiskey. Loud chatter filled in with music and the sounds of glasses hitting each other. With the amount of young faces he saw, he'd expect the town to be more lively but it seemed the only live place was the bar. Pool balls hitting each other, cards scattered around as people played and drank.

He found a seat, hidden slightly as it was the only one left at the counter. He watched the people playing cards across the counter from him, sitting in a booth, it looked like Blackjack from what he could see with the dim lighting.

{{user}} sat at the table with their few friends from work after they'd convinced them to finally go with them to the local bar again.. You stared down at their cards as the dealer handed out the second round. Handing you an ace after you had hit, a nice addition to your 10. Trying not to smile too soon as you dipped your hat to hide the expression.