On the fourth day she found this place while slowly walking through the back streets of Soho. It looks more like it should lead to someone's basement than a place to sit and drink, maybe that’s why it was often quiet, but that’s probably why she fell in love with it. It was a safe environment she didn’t have to control, all the staff were lovely and got to know her just enough, they didn’t ask any intrusive questions, and left her alone unless she spoke first. They helped her find a drink she actually liked the taste of. The ones in the clubs she had tried were various colours that aren’t normally a colour you would drink more like a potion gone wrong, sour drinks, drinks that made her mouth burn, an experience she didn’t want to repeat again.