Barrier Gate Station West Wing Pub, The Lone Drunkard

[Juzt156]

Holly Anderton, walked through the doors. A tall red haired woman in her mid-twenties, she glanced lazily around the bar at it's patrons and yawned. It had been a hard day after all, escorting some IMG transports from Dublin to Stuttgart. A damn Ion storm had prevented her from taking them all the way to Munich and getting her full pay, but at least she now had somthing to buy a drink with. It had been the first meaningfull bit of work in over a month. It had also taken her ages to get bacl to Barrier gate because of the Ion storm, So she really, really needed this drink.

Holly ambled in not really takiny any notice of anyone around her, and plonked herself in front of the bar. Ordering a pint of Cider, she took huge gulps of it, getting half way down the glass, seeing her face reflected and distorted by the liquid in the glass, she smiled. It was good to be back....

---