A Wilted Flower

1. Drinks

Iris hums softly as she checked her lap top.  "Hmm. What is open at this time?" she asked herself as she checked. "Too fancy, not my type" she sighs looking at the bars near her. Finally picking on the Jakalope. Closing her lap top she got up and dressed in some ripped jeans, black tank top, and a flannel. Grabbing her wallet she headed off. Once at thel small pub she took a seat and just relaxed. After one drink she started to fall alseep. Sleeping till it was almost closing time. Scanning over the building she spotted a man at the bar. "Um excuse me? What time is it?" she asked him in a soft voice. "Almost closing time" he replied looking around nervously. "Are you okay?" "oh ya, I'm just waiting for my friend" he says with a shy look. "I'm Iris" the blonde introduced her self. There was a silence until a small male with orange hair walks over. "Hey Lawrence!" he give a smile that drops once his eyes landed on the female. "Oh... Um hello" Iris waved and noticed how both seemed uncomfortable. "Are you alright Lawrence?" before the shy blonde could answer the ginger smiles. "Whh don't I buy us a round of drinks" Before an answer was given he walked off soon followed by Lawrence. Iris watched as they argued for a moment, the two came back with the drinks. Not wanting to seem rude she looks at the drink. Not touching it all. "I have to go" the red head says and ran out. "Ren Wait!" Lawrence follows out. The girl sat there for a moment before heading out to go home. The last thing she remebered was being pushed to the ground in the ally way beside the pub.