Drinking alone - open
It was Jennifer's night to run the bar, and it was quiet. Only a couple of people were there, having drinks while they played pool. She sat alone at the end of the bar with a half filled glass of amber liquid, filled from the bottle of Wallace her father had sent her. Bringing the glass to her lips she let the sweet liquid pass her lips and into her mouth. She wasn't really a drinker but somedays' she couldn't help it.