Saturated from the rain earlier, an exhausted Elezen settled herself against the creaking chair, sitting in solitude while nursing a wound. Golden eyes settled on a particular figure that had been drinking far too much without much restraint, but he was quickly dismissed when her wine bottle was presented to her. Tired shoulders were rolled backwards and her calloused fingers rubbed the back of her neck before waiting for her glass to arrive; it appeared that the waitress this evening was particularly anxious, or perhaps nervous, from the denizens inside.
The smell of alcohol permeated into the ambient, mostly from the man who let out a belch that jolted a few of the guests from their drunken stupor. Her lips twitched into a smirk, but her attention was mostly to the fair maid that hurriedly rushed to the Elezen's side to deliver the glass she had been patiently waiting for.
It was unfortunate that others were left to bear witness to such vulgar behavior, especially the two that happened to venture within.
The smell of alcohol permeated into the ambient, mostly from the man who let out a belch that jolted a few of the guests from their drunken stupor. Her lips twitched into a smirk, but her attention was mostly to the fair maid that hurriedly rushed to the Elezen's side to deliver the glass she had been patiently waiting for.
It was unfortunate that others were left to bear witness to such vulgar behavior, especially the two that happened to venture within.
