A lone woman sat in the bar, half-empty bottle of sake in hand and a frown on her face. Six other bottles lay on the table, completely drained of their pain-numbing contents. Dull ice blue eyes raked lazily over the room before throwing back her head and draining yet another bottle. "Another, please." She smiled sadly as she looked over at the bartender. "One more drink, then I swear that I'm goin' home." The woman chuckled softly. "Truth is that I don't really have a place to go." After she had finished her last bottle she left the bar and started on her way.
Her lustful actions, the drinking, the gambling all were to fill the void of what