Jet growled under her breath listening closely to the scene playing out side. She was enjoying the little entertainment over the sounds. swigging down half her glass of vodka. Even being there as long as she has, with as many drinks, she showed no sign of the alcohol. Putting it out for her high tolerance for the alcohols affects. Events from earlier played about in her vision. To many emotions had flooded those memories, causing them to be fuzzy and those which are clear are so obscure theres nothing of importance in them. That what she does remember are the worst parts of her day. Doing the rest of her drink she realizes the lack of bartenders. As they both had gone outside of the taverns walls.
By the sound of it, they weren't coming back soon. What worse to her, the fact she seemed to be stared at. The unwanted attention making her sink into her stool more than she was before. Even if not an eye was upon her, to her flared highly emotional mind, She couldn't escape the gazes. Or a gaze to be more precise; his gaze. The feeling of his eyes watching her every move couldn't be shaken from her head.
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