LEXIE
I woke up at half past midnight for no good reason. I lay there for a while trying to convince it otherwise.
I pulled on a hoodie over my sleep shirt, pushed my feet into my shoes without tying them, and slipped out of the room.
The hallway was dark, the bar sounds that usually drifted up through the floor were gone. Whatever time the last customer had stumbled out, it had been a while ago.
The whole building felt settled and still, the kind of quiet that only happened in the deep middle of the night when even old wood stopped shifting. I padded down the stairs slowly, hand on the wall, not turning on any lights.
The bar was dark except for the low light above the counter, that one always stayed on. Mia said it was habit, something about not wanting anyone coming down for wate
