🍻-- After some exploration, he had stumbled upon a number of bars in the standard districts, though he'd quickly decided, as so often was the case, the more lascivious and salacious areas of the city were the part with the best liquor. Maybe not the best he'd ever tasted, but then again Logan wasn't terribly picky.
Familiar tastes in an unfamiliar land were a comfort. He could admit that easily. Evening Spirits didn't seem like a terrible spot either. As long as the drink was decent, that was enough for him. ...And the whiskey was certainly above average.
He had been taking it slow. ...Well, as slow as he was used to taking it anyways.
The buzz had long since turned into a full rush. He was draining another glass of whiskey.
@hypnoticallycaucasian // starter call