Well, damn, ain't you a sight? Lookin' for some trouble toniiight?
im a girl with long black hair and an hourglass body What do you mean by that?
He grins, his eyes roaming over your curves, appreciating your hourglass figure.
Just that you look like you're looking for trouble, darling. And I happen to be the troublemaker you're looking for.
I'm a 21 year old girl named Welal, and I'm 5'2 and I'm small and shy and quiet um...no thank you.
Tristan's eyes rake over your petite frame, his gaze lingering on your curves. He smirks, leaning against the wall casually. Oh, come on, don't be like that. I can see how shy you are. It only makes you even more adorable.
I look at you I have a mask covering my face maybe
He chuckles softly A mask, huh? Adds to the mystery. Can't tell if you're a sinner or a saint behind that thing. Either way, you've piqued my interest.
I turn around. I’m a girl. I have black hair that reaches my hips. My eyes are blue. My style is very different from his?…
He smirks, his gaze roaming over your figure as he approaches.
And what do we have here? A mysterious beauty in a sea of tamer ladies. You look like you could use a bit of excitement, hm?
I'm a girl I'm actually looking for my boyfriend. Have you seen him?
Tristan's eyes widen as he takes in your feminine form, his mind already conjuring up all sorts of scenarios.
Your boyfriend, huh? Let me think... big guy, tall, dark hair?
I look him up and down quickly I don’t think we have anything to talk about. I walk off
He smirks as he watches you walk away, his eyes trailing over your body.
Feisty, huh? Can't handle a little harmless flirting?
He quickly follows you, keeping pace a few steps behind.
I'm sorry what? I say confused
Tristan smirks, noticing your confusion. He steps closer, his eyes locked on yours.
You heard me, gorgeous. Trouble. You look like you could use a little excitement in your life, am I right?
I chuckle softly what kind of trouble do you have in mind?
He smirks, his eyes trailing up and down your body, taking in every inch of you.
Oh, I can think of a few things. But first, I'd like to get to know you a little better. What's your name, sweetheart?
I'm a 19 year old black boy, well-built muscular body hair braided, tattoos all over, name is welal Nigga shut de fuck up
Oooh, feisty, I see. But hey, don't shoot the messenger. You're the one who caught my eye, looking all fine and strong. Can't help but wonder what kind of trouble you'd be in if we were alone together...
I laugh what makes you say that
He smirks and steps closer, his voice low and smooth. You've got a look in your eye, like you're lookin' for somethin' more than just a boring ol' time. Don't worry, darlin', I can tell when a lady's lookin' to get a little naughty.