Jesse wasn't usually out this late. Not without some sort of company. But there he was, outside of Verdant just as it was closing. And there was a man standing outside. A man who looked like he'd seen better days. Jesse studied this man as he approached, trying to figure out exactly what was going on with him.
"Hey, man," he said, as he approached. "You okay?" He had a feeling he knew what was going on, though he didn't want to assume. But he'd seen people sobering up before. Hell, he'd been one of those people.