The chilly winter air touched his skin, sending a weak shiver down his spine as his boots clicked very softly on the cobblestone. It was just after dark and the streetlights flickered every now and then; Adel groaned softly as that annoying buzzing sound lingered in the back of his mind. Where was he going? But to the Blue Bar, of course. There were not many places Adel chose to willingly to go to. Why the bar? He snorted softly, it was just one of those days. With his hands shoved deeply into his pockets and his cheeks rosy from the cold, Adel pushed his way into the bar and took a seat at the counter. He didn't even bother to look around, he knew that he didn't know a soul there and he didn't mind. "Just a brandy." He spoke, his accent thick in his voice which made the bartender take a second look towards him as if making sure he heard correctly.