Min Yoongi 『1899』

Yoongi walks into the saloon of the small livestock town, one of many places he frequents. Immediately, he's greeted by curious glances. He always has to guess what the stares are for, if it's that the patrons recognize him, know about the bounties on his head, or if it's just simple curiosity, at seeing someone like him here. He's used to both, but it's usually the latter. He does a pretty good job of lying low. He makes his way up to the bar, tapping on the solid wood. "Whiskey." He nods toward the bartender.