Dulcie Moore

Well this isn't Charleston. That much was so very obvious. And the city held so many more darker secrets than her home town. But, the little brunette needed a change of pace. She needed a new life, new start, new *something*. That something wasn't all she had hoped it would be and now she was starting to sink rather than swim. New city, no friends, no family; Dulcie Grace Moore was completely on her own. The girl who had her life on hold to take care of other suddenly had no one to count on but herself. Isn't that life though? There was one thing she could do; one thing she could handle and that was being able to earn a decent living. Bartending earned her keep enough back in Charleston while freeing up her schedule for doctors appointments for her mother- it allowed her a chance to keep their bills paid and food on the table. And thank God that it did the trick now. With a bright smile on her features and hazel eyes watching others come and go from the bar, she delivered the drinks, opened tabs, closed tabs and denied anyone who asked for her number. She was single, sure, but she wasn't about to pick up someone drunk beyond their own mind only for them to do something awful later on. After all, she was a good girl just making her way the best way she could. She wasn't even dressed outwardly to impress. Jeans, slip proof tennis shoes, and a t-shirt that bore the company logo of "Jeckyl and Hyde brewery." It was a place not just for music, drinks, and a good time, but food and well.