Laci Grace Lester
Café Wha? was a hangout that Laci didn't often choose, but after going to 3 other bars previous to that, she was bored out of her mind. She'd been trying to pick up guys that night, as she usually did. But it seemed that she'd slept with just about everyone in Greenwich, and the only guys who hit on her were the ugly, from-out-of-town guys. "Been there done that." she always thought.
So instead she found herself drinking some scotch, being hit on by a drunk middle-aged dude who smelt of cannabis. The only reason she was really putting up with it was because he smelt like her hippy days, although really, hippy was still in fashion. She just realised she didn't care about peace. Just sex and drugs.
"And then he said... w-what are you talking 'bout?"
The man burst out into drunken laughter and Laci scowled. She hadn't even been listening to his story, but she knew it mustn't of been very good.
"Well it's been lovely meeting you..." Laci paused, she couldn't remember getting his name, but she probably had done at one point. "Bye now."
Laci scanned the place for any potential late prey before she gave up, and didn't see anyone of interest. She could attempt to get a cab, which seemed like the best option at that moment in time. But another part of her yearned to stay. Maybe it was the drunk guy that smelt of drugs, or the fact she couldn't pick up a guy, but that night she just wanted... more.
Her life had gotten to the point where she was sick of it. She wanted something else. At least when she was doing drugs she was trying to keep peace. Laci wanted something like that again. Some purpose. She didn't even know where she was going to sleep that night. Without a guy to sleep with, she didn't have a bed, and she wasn't going to try and stay with a friend. She didn't even have many friends anymore, but she wasn't ready to start complaining about that.
Laci smelt something else in the air. Someone passing by, he smelt strongly of cannabis. She inhaled the scent. How long had it been since she'd taken drugs? It had been a while. She watched as the guy sat down with some others not far from where she was sitting at the bar. She wasn't eavesdropping but...
A road trip? Soul searching? It sounded like everything she wanted in that moment. To get away from Greenwich and discover herself. That sounded good.