LOCATION: Derry’s Pub
WHO: Open to anyone
It was a little strange, even she could admit, that despite being close to the Bolton children- she was always referred to as Cassidy and Grayson’s friend but she was always extremely fond of Danny as well and thought of him as the older brother she never had- she rarely ended up at the family’s bar when she we went out after work. Usually, she would go to one of the small bars in the next town over- and that was usually because she wasn’t looking to run into any of her coworkers after hours. She had no problem with them and got along decently with them but she spent more time with them than her own family for the most part. So, going outside of town helped things prevented that. But that particular night she hadn’t felt like driving to the next town over. And so she found herself at the Bolton’s family bar trying to unwind. Of course, on that particular night, someone decided to overestimate their ability to hold their liquor and ended up falling right back in their chair, the chair clattering loudly to the floor. Turning slightly the blonde glanced at the fallen patron for a moment, waiting to see if they were alright before turning back around. “Guess it’s time someone got cut off,” she muttered to no on in particular.