Kayliegh was pulling the elastic tie from her hair as she walked into the bar.  She let her brunette hair with a sigh and ruffled it a bit.  Next she untucked the obviously starched white button down blouse she wore and removed the black tie.  She'd just finished a long shift at a swank restaurant and wanted nothing more than a few shots to wind down on before heading the few blocks home.  This had been her ritual since Nate had been promoted and became an absolute pain in her arse.<br/><br/>She headed straight for the bar and in soft, southern lilt ordered a whiskey straight up.