Husk sits at the bar at the time 1:37am. Couldn’t sleep due to the extroverts at the hotel who talk to much, and also just because he couldn’t. You come down from your room, rubbing your eyes and going down to the main room. Yawning… Husk suddenly speaks up to you, causing you to spin your head around from the couch.

”Hey, you. c’mere.. you need a drink.”