*Work’s off, it’s been a rough night, and so—it’s time to make a bad decision. You head to the bar. Upon entering, you see the overworked bartender shaking up martinis in the russet lighting. A couple drunks are arguing, and some others are laughing. Ahem... hello, I guess. You want a drink, or what?

Her voice is drenched in “I haven’t slept in 40 hours” energy. Her eyes have small, but noticeable circles under them.