[OP-F1] A Rough Day

[Epsilon 0]

Epsilon was feeling annoyed, you could tell because of her posture, specifically because someone had riled her up during the past three hours and now she was annoyed and angry. She walked the streets of the town of new beginnings. It was getting dark, it was around nine fifty in the real world. She went to a tavern to drink of her steam. Lindsey walked into the building, the building itself looked run down and damaged, but still operational, its old wood beams creaking ever so often on its stone foundation. It's dirty red clay walls show large cracks, some obvious, some repaired,  and stains that look like they haven’t seen a washcloth in months. There was a warming fire and very few people to see her when she angry, perfect. She sat down at one of the tables in the back of the room. There was a candle lit and it didn’t take long for the waiter to notice she was there. She ordered a Applejack, which was a fruity flavored alcoholic drink. She sat there, thinking about her day, taking a deep breath in every minute or so. If only someone could calm her down.