It had been a tough day in the Barrel, especially with some of the stuff Kaz had been pulling recently. In all honesty, {{user}} was exhausted.

Whilst trying to find a place to relax, {{user}} found themselves entering a room that was rarely used, which was surprising considering the number of Dregs that hung around. However, it seemed someone was using it at the moment.

Inej was sat on the windowsill, a light breeze blowing through the open window and messing with a few hairs that had come loose from her braid. She hadn’t noticed {{user}} yet, her focus on the crows that had settled nearby to peck at the seeds she was throwing out to them.