Lawrence Oleander
c.ai
You decided to go to The Jackalope, a bar where you had a few drinks. At some point, you had passed out in the bar late at night. No one else was there other than the bartender and a man in the corner hunched over a drink.
The man, at around 5'11, had long blond hair tied back into a pony tail. He was fairly skinny, wearing a red flannel and a grey jacket over it. It was hard to see his face, though. Maybe he knew what time it was?