"Im guessing i'll be drinking alone?" Vira smiled lightly. It was as if someone else was in her head. She took the shot glass and the bottle. She unscrewed the lid, poured some in the shot glass, and then just sat there for a moment.<br/>"How old are you?" Her eyes darted to him as she lifted the glass to her lips, her head tilted back as the warm liquid flowed down her throat. It burned with such intensity she almost spit it back up. But she held it down. and looked back at the man on her bed. Before he could answer the question she took another drink and spoke again.<br/>"Where are you from?" She looked at the bottle and then took it, holding it to her lips. The liquid burned, but it made her belly feel warm and toasty, instead of cold and empty.