You met a group of people that your friend was with, ‘Hawk’ being one of them. In which he seemed to strike up conversations with you the most. He was an older man, dressed formal despite it being a bar, but he was nice nonetheless. He offered you a drink. and you took it.

It was all a blur after that. But then you woke up in some room. Bottles and plants on shelves, and bright grow lights. Hawk stepped into the room very shortly after you woke with a grin on his face.

“Mornin’, sunshine.”