Go get a drink.

Fuck it you're bored and you've been sleeping all day. Besides you remember hearing that prolonged exposures of sitting and lying down can be bad for you. You need to go somewhere - do something. You tap into your phone "nearest bar" hoping the maps app would suggest something of good taste. You don't even care if its far if it means you get the chance to stretch your legs.

You grab the key from the table, and before you know it you're out on the streets walking to the closest bar. You thought you should tell your cousin where you're going but chances were that he was already asleep or prepared for bed since he didn't even care when the door was opened. The cool sea air of Arcadia Bay mixed with your heavy overcoat kept you nice and toasty this late at night.

You made it to the bar - which looked small and almost decrepid. But you didn't care , you just needed some time to unwind. The man at the entrance took your ID and waved you inside where you started to hear loud band music. Almost punk rock. Great - must have been a small concert tonight. But whatever - it's none of your concern, as long as you get a drink.

You sit down and look at the drink options before you.