Long Lost Friends @Cook
Effy walked down the street, smoking a fag as she headed toward the pub. This place was her stomping ground in Bristol, she had been well known here when she was in her heavy party days. She had spent more time drinking at this pub alone than she had at her flat. She hadn't seen anyone that she used to know, but then again she had been spending most of her time at the strip club on the far side of town. Ever since she started working as a barmaid there she had been spending less time in her usual neighborhood and more time around the club just because she was always there. Although it wasn't her favorite place to be, it was different and Effy always needed something different. Things became too routine and she would fall back into old routines and her thinking would get dark again. She shook off the thoughts, focusing on the pub which was coming into view. She finished the last of her fag before throwing it on the ground and stomping it out. She stood outside the pub for a second staring at the door. She had made so many memories here, some harder to remember than others. She sighed at the thought and walked in. It was late in the afternoon, so there wasn't a huge crowd, but people were definitely in there. Nobody Effy recognized, but people around her age maybe a little older. She headed to bar and sat down on a stool. "Can I get three shots of Longshore?" She said putting down some wrinkled up cash she pulled out her pockets. The barman smiled at her and grabbed the money quickly. She hadn't recognized him, but he smiled like he knew her. She politely smiled back before going back to her normal stone cold face.
He brought the shots over and she took them back to back to back. "Woah there." He said as he apparently watched her. She hadn't noticed, she was just trying to get fucked. "One more from you?" She said smiling a better more devilish smile. He nodded and brought her another one which she downed even faster than the first. She was starting to get drunk, but not quick enough. "What's the deal love?" He said leaning on the bar. "Something happen?" She laughed. "Yeah it's called being sober." He laughed also and brought her another shot, and one for himself. "Here's to that." They clinked shot glasses and downed the last shot. She talked to him for a little bit about the weather and business at the pub until she felt good enough. "I'm gonna step outside for a smoke real quick." She said, "I'll be right back." She headed toward the door and opened it feeling the cool air hit her face. She did head out for smoke, but not a fag. She needed a spliff, which she happened to have in her bag. She pulled it out and put it in between her lips before taking out the lighter and lighting it. She inhaled deeply and looked up when she saw a familiar looking face. "No fucking way." She said as she saw Cook walking toward the pub. "For fucks sake." She said with a big smile much louder as he approached the pub. "Now what in the fuck are you doing here?" She said. She put the spliff back in between her lips and inhaled again. "I didn't know if I'd ever see you again." She said more softly. She stuck out her hand, offering him the spliff. "Missed you." She said with her typical Effy smile sprawled across her face.
