An Encounter (Morgan) [A less known pub]

Juliet sighed slightly yes she had been working hard days. Though she liked it as it helped her move on from her past however tonight she cpuld not ignore what she just about did. It knawed at her and ate her from the inside out she figured that the best tging to do was to go have a couple drinks and let the boose fog her mind. Beside it har been awhile since she let herself have the privilege. She pulled out her tight short black dress and her knee high stiletto boots.

Making her way to one of the less popular pubs she ordered two pints of fire whiskey and a plate of the special. Finding a booth she sat down and took a sip from her glass while her gaze drifted from each of the other partons. 'Good no one that I recognize is here.' She thought to herself as she settled into her bench seat and just stared out the window.

Morgan had been helping his sister around the shop a lot more lately but he had left to go get a drink from a pub. He was happy to help her but thing was he had really been busy. With a sigh the male drank from the bottle. It was a light drink for him. Listening to the sounds he sighed. Despite being blind he acted, moved, and was more like a man who could see. The sounds in here helped him see by the echoes and he sat close to where a woman was. Taking out his violin he cleaned it. After the drink settled into his system he figured, maybe he could go play something outside- or inside?

Juliet glanced at the man who had sat close to her. Her eyes flicked with curiosity when she saw the violin. Getting up she sat across from him. "Do you play?" She asked softly hoping to just start a conversation with the man. There was just something that had drawn her to him and she wanted to find out what it was. She found her hand twirling her hair around her finger though she did not know that she was doing it. Being withdrawn lately she was surprised that she was even talking to this guy.

Resting her chin on her hand she looked over at the guy through her eyelashes. "If you play would you mind playing me a something?" She asked sweetly.

The violin was his special treasure, one he took very good care of. He smiled as he made sure he cleaned it properly before he heard movement. His eyes never lifted even as she sat down but she brought a smile to his lips. A simple and kind nod, "Indeed I do." Morgan said and lifted his head. Even with the blindness he still held the heart he normaly showed others. Smiling he listened to her, such a sweet voice. She seemed like a good woman, "I can play anything you wish. Got a request?" he said softly. Rather happy someone was interested in him playing here at the pub.