The Long Termers — Scene 2

Liza had not packed “party clothes” for her year away, and for good reason. If anything, she wanted a break from drinking at restaurants and bars. A break from putting forth an image that felt probably slightly less than authentic. In DC it felt like that’s all anyone did. Happy hour after work turning into a night out. Waking up the next day for a boozy brunch first thing, with festivities carrying on through the night. It was expensive, exhausting and honestly boring. People getting drunk, scared to have real conversations, masking their self consciousness with an exorbitant amount of substances? Thrilling…