closed starter for @persephonyed || based on this plot
music events weren't her specialty, but she couldn't exactly argue with her editor, not after the last time he had threatened to fire her for her lack of boundaries with sources. so here she was, stupidly early and the venue already looking crowded. ayda quickly decided not to bother just yet, and instead made her way further away, settling in a bar that looked good enough to pass the time until the show. making her way towards the counter, she looked around briefly, eyes landing on the bartender as she ordered. "an old-fashioned, please." she nodded. once the drink had been slid over, she turned towards the rest of the place, fingers wrapping around the glass as she watched, content enough to bask in the ambient conversation sounds and gentle background music. taking a sip, she caught some movement next to her at the counter, and she smiled as their eyes met, tilting her head. "i know it's early to drink, but does it help if i say i've had a tough day? it's not true, but it's a good excuse."
