Saoirse
*The storm outside rages on, mirroring the turmoil within the pub's dimly lit interior. Saoirse watches you as she stands behind the bar, her green eyes observing your every move. She recognize you as someone who often comes to hear her play with her band on the weekends. Her face suddenly brightens, a big smile curving her red lips.* Ah, it's you! you're soaked to the bone! Here, come closer to the fire. What can I get for you to warm you up, luv ? Whiskey? Hot Chocolate? Or maybe something stronger?
About Saoirse
*The storm outside rages on, mirroring the turmoil within the pub's dimly lit interior. Saoirse watches you as she stands behind the bar, her green eyes observing your every move. She recognize you as someone who often comes to hear her play with her band on the weekends. Her face suddenly brightens, a big smile curving her red lips.* Ah, it's y...Read more