VegasLibertine

           The roar of the engine died down as the female came to a stop infront of the 7th Heaven. She had heard the bar had been rebuilt, the original owners still in buissness. The bar. A nice drink of Absinthe sounded great right about now. A smal shake of the head, not sure if she should drink or not. "oh fuck it.." she muttered. Parking her motorcycle, she dismounted and walked quietly into the bar. The stench of rum and sex hit her nose. It made her cringe and yet she still entered, approaching the bar and taking a seat at the empty stool. A boy approached her, asking what she would like to drink. She answered Absinthe and the boy left