@upyriism || starter
By now Lawrence was familiar with most of the faces that entered the speakeasy. It was a rare yet exciting sight to see someone new- it was quite refreshing. Leaning against the bar counter, Lawrence slid over a glass of whiskey at the stranger. “First drink here is on the house.” He grinned, placing his hands under his chin as he stared at the other. “I haven’t seen you around- what’s your name sir?”














