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Mike wasn't in his usual spot, the alleyway behind the arcade, when she got there, so she figured he had already gone back to the VA shelter.  Sighing to herself, Liz just kept on walking.  By the time she was at the end of Carver Street, she had come across a bar of sorts.  Really it was just some kind of seedy looking club, the place some were looking to go for a bit of action.

The only reason Liz was here, she was thirsty and that was all.

Walking into the club was like being blindsided.  Nothing but the sordid sort, prostitutes, strippers, and hustlers, all dwelling within this den of vice.  Hell, the place even smelled like sex.

[color=6ecff6]"Vodka on the rocks."[/color]  She said to the bartender, a tattooed biker chick who gave her a hungry look with a toothy grin.  She paid for her drink.  About that time Liz had caught someone's eye, one of the other whores, a slightly older brunette with curvaceous hips.  

[color=f49ac2]"Hey cutie~"[/color]  She purred swaying her hips, sauntering towards Liz's direction.  Liz paid her no mind, eyes front towards the bar while she downed her vodka.  [color=f49ac2]"I'm Selene.  You looking to have a good time, baby?"[@Carlsberg][/color]

Liz shook her head, muttering indifferent, [color=6ecff6]"Actually I'm just looking for a friend."[/color]  She was thirsty, that much was true, but she was also wondering if this was where Jen had gone all the time.

[color=f49ac2]"Awww poor baby~"[/color]  The woman cooed inching closer to Liz.  Then, she put her hand on the girl's thigh, stroking her rather lustful.  [color=f49ac2]"I'll be your friend, sweetie.  You and me can have so much fun together~"[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"Hey fuck off!"[/color]  Liz growled shoving her away, a few surprised gasps erupting.  [color=6ecff6]"Why can't I just finish my fucking drink?"[/color]

The woman glared at her, turning her nose up at Liz and leaving.  Liz just flipped her off and downed the last drop of her vodka.

But...when she got up to leave...she spotted her in the crowd...Jennifer.

She would've called to her, would've said hi, but...Jen was too preoccupied with another client it seemed.  She just sighed, hoping Jen didn't see her as Liz left the club and went back to the park to sleep.

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[i]"Hey punk.  Get your ass up."[/i]

Liz's eyes fluttered open, her vision blurred somewhat.  She sat up, rubbing her eyes and blinking a few times, again the man's harsh tone assaulting her ears.  [i]"Did you not hear me?  Move along or I'll have you hauled in.  This is city property.  You can't sleep here."[/i]  Cops, the both of them, big burly looking guys, one already with his baton out.

Liz looked at them a moment, flinching slightly towards their intimidating presence, then got off the bench she was sleeping on, silently walking away.  [i]"We better not catch you here again!"[/i]  They hollered after her, Liz ignoring them.

Fuck....so this is how her day was gonna go.