She felt nothing. Maybe it was easier that way. When you're empty, you don't get hurt. It was something she had taught herself over the years. Nemesis tipped her head back, downing another shot. Her head felt clouded and her body ached. Nothing was making sense. To be completely honest, she wasn't too sure where she was either. She sighed, massaging her temples with one hand. Hell, if she was being honest with herself, she didn't know what was going on. All she knew was that she was sitting in a bar and she just had about five shots of something. She couldn't exactly remember what she ordered, but it was strong. She ran her fingers through her short black hair with a sigh. She stared down at the empty glass below her. Nemesis ran her finger along the rim, her soft white eyes observing the small glass.<br/><br/>(Not exactly sure how to join in, so I'll just use this lol)