Who: Aiden, his familiar Lee (NPCd) and Carter
Where: Anywhere But Here
When: Late evening/early night
Ever since the bridge bombing things had not been going too well for Aiden. The whole disaster had set James on edge and triggered a whole bunch of traumas Aiden couldn't even begin to be able to help with, which had put him and their relationship in a very bad place. Unable to help her, and with her faithful little lapdog Patrick showing his firm dislike of their relationship whenever he could, Aiden had been going back to his old drinking ways, when since he had found James and gone to live with her this had not happened.
Tonight he was miserable, had been drinking cheap tequila on the sly behind the counter, despite his familiar Lee showing his distinct disapproval all the way from the back room where he was lying down in a makeshift dog bed. Then again it wasn't like this kind of job required you to be too sober, he reckoned. And it wasn't like anything too bad could happen here; Aiden had seen his fair share of bar fights, which meant that another one wouldn't even make him bat an eye. Aiden just went about his job, exchanging the occasional bout of telepathic chatting with his familiar as he went.