Liam was walking around, attempting to find a place free of the prying eyes of professors and other nosey students. After all, he just wanted to have a quick meeting with his old friend; Whiskey. He was already shaking a bit just from the lack of it and he really wasn't in the mood to go all day like that. So he was glad when he found the Vestibule. It qas quite and there was some chick filing her nails, a place he probably wouldn't be bothered too much. He pulled out the flask he had hidden away in his pocket and opened it up, taking a long swig as hr sat down, looking at his hands.