Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2014 3:38:28 GMT -5
Two fingers of scotch, that’s all….and then she would go home.
Having turned twenty-one in Europe, the date wasn’t exactly as significate as it would have been in the states. However, it didn’t really bother her much at the time, or even now. At the time she had been living her dreams and pursing her passions, with little time to go wild. Even before that she had been working hard alongside her brother in order to achieve the status she held now. The brunette had passed this bar many times, almost every day on her way home from work at the Opera House. On the outside, it was rather homely and on the inside it didn’t get much better. Still, as she walked along the East End, revisiting the side of the city where she grew up. It was a bit of a shock if anything, not to mention a literal trip down memory lane.
Laverne had entered the bar while it was still light and planned on leaving during the daylight as well. Her older brother expected her to be home when he got off of work so that they could go out to the grocery store and get a few basic things they needed around the house as well as get a few ingredients to make her famous tiramisu that both siblings had been craving.
As she pushed open the door and took in the scene before her the bar was not particularly crowded, but rather the opposite. She smiled pleasantly at the group who had looked up upon her entrance and then started toward the bar. Sliding into a stool herself, she sat up straight and adjusted her posture before turning her warm smile toward the bartender. After ordering her scotch on the rocks, it didn’t take long before she was served. The bartender watched her every movement, making her feel somewhat uncomfortable as she sipped her drink.