July needed to get out for a drink. Sure, he had a stash in his room, or he could get a drink with Varyx if she was home, but sometimes one just needed to go out to drink. It was too unnatural for July to stay coped up inside all the time, even if he had Evan Williams to keep him company.
Today wasn't anything special. No mermaids above the bar tonight, just a local bar with some good liquor. Simple bar withworkingunemployed men and women enjoying an afternoon drink. Several small tables and booths filled the interior with no place to dance. This wasn't that kind of bar.
One could argue that July had a problem. He was already drinking ever night, but now during the afternoon as well? Soon he'd have to start telling people 'it's five o'clock somewhere' to even get them off his back. It was his liver, and he could do what he wanted with it. Maybe he'd learn some Life to fix himself up one day, if he could ever make the nightmares go away. Tomorrow was always a day away, but today was the drinking hour.
In the bar he sat, at a table by himself. Sure, he was still alone, but at least there were other people around who didn't know or understand his struggle. Who didn't remind him of the world he really lived in. The commotion of the bar would filter in and through him, revitalizing him at least a little, with a little help from his scotch of course.
Shield and Sight