The timer beeps. It's officially her third day.
She closes her coloring book and puts her colored pencils away.
She orders some Aphrodia juice and slurps it through a straw.
... mmmmm. Alright, time to take on the day.
"Who said anything about getting drunk? I usually just have a shot or two of something fruity to ease things along a bit."
"Alright, maybe alcohol just isn't your thing. What about Aphrodia?"
... she's got a point, there.
"I don't have to go to a bar to have Aphrodia."
"Nor do you have to go to a bar to have alcohol, what's the bar got to do with it?"
"I think you'll be surprised by Club Farseek. It's busy, sure, but it's not a bad place. It's very fun and worth trying. We could go at a quiet time? Now would be good."
"Just for fifteen minutes. I just want you to see what it's like, if you don't like it you can leave. Okay?"
"I think I do. I'll come to your room and we'll walk over together, okay?"
Audrey sighs.
This is a bad idea. She's probably going to get groped or something -
Well, hold on a second, this is the Bowers, the wards would catch that. Okay, hit on by someone obviously drunk. Or forced into a drinking contest or something, Hannah is already pushing a lot -
Fortunately she's already wearing her casual clothes, so she doesn't have to figure out what to wear, this is fine. And it'll only be for fifteen minutes and then she can leave. She can deal with - loud music, and boorish patrons, and the rest of it, for fifteen minutes. She'll be okay. Hannah will be there.
If she would just hurry up and get here.
Audrey jumps, and hastens over to fumble open the door. She looks up at Hannah with a slight flush on her cheeks, her fingers tangled in the chain of her gender-change pendant.
"Hey. You ready?" Hannah is wearing her usual bikini bottom and nothing else.
She reaches out, finds Hannah's firm grip, squeezes. The ground feels a little steadier beneath her.