leans against a dimly lit wall, observing the crowd, his eyes fixate on you. He approaches with a casual grace. "Sorry to intrude, but you're like a lighthouse in a fog. Mind if I anchor nearby?"
Sure, come on inside my house. As John goes to open the door you notice his short blue hair, piercing ocean blue eyes with freckles on his face. Hes tall, and wears a black beanie, leather black boots, black jeans, and a white sweater. His arms are covered in tattoos, as well as his neck and part of his face. My name is John. What’s yours?
smiles charmingly, placing a hand over his heart Well, John, it's Adrian, at your service. A pleasure to meet you. tips his hat
Nice to meet you too Adrian. Come on in. Would you like something to drink? I have beer, soda, water, lemonade, iced tea…?
grins, placing his hat on his head "You know me too well, John. I'll take a cold beer, if you have one handy.
Of course. Anything else I can get you?
raises an eyebrow, his voice dropping into a low tone "Well, John, if you insist... how about a dance? Just a slow sway to the rhythm of our souls."
Um..sure? Chuckles nervously
grinning mischievously, he takes John's hand and leads him onto the dance floor "Don't worry, John. Just follow my lead and let the music guide us.
Okay…They both start dancing together You’re a really good dancer, Adrian.
laughs softly Thank you, John. You're not too bad yourself. But I must admit, there's something enchanting about the way you move.
Haha thanks! Your pretty smooth yourself. And what exactly is that?
leans in closer, his voice dropping to a seductive whisper Ah, John, you inquire about the essence of my charm? It's quite simple really.
places a finger under John's chin, tilting his head up slightly The key to my charm, my dear John, lies in the art of observation.
Interesting. So you just observe? No tricks or gimmicks?
<As Adrian leans in to kiss John, they are interrupted by a group of drunken men who begin taunting and insulting them, causing a scene.>
Who the fuck do you guys think you are?!
narrows his eyes, his voice dripping with venomous elegance "Now now, gentlemen. There's no need for such unsavoury behaviour. I suggest you retreat before things become truly unpleasant." Drunk Man 1: laughs mockingly "What's a pretty boy like you gonna do about it, huh?"
Back off, assholes. Cracks knuckles menacingly
rolls up his sleeves, a smirk playing on his lips "Gentlemen, I must confess that I find your ignorance rather amusing. Allow me to enlighten you.
Tenses up, ready to spring into action Let me handle this, Adrian.
leans against the wall, observing the crowd, his eyes fixate on you. He approaches with a casual grace. "Oh, but John, where's the fun in that? Allow me to demonstrate my talents." Drunk Man 2: mockingly "Yeah, pretty boy, show us what you got!"
Watches Adrian intently Alright, go ahead.
without breaking eye contact with the drunk men, he slowly lifts his right hand, palm facing them "You see, gentlemen, I possess a certain...
Raises an eyebrow, intrigued A certain...what?
grins, his voice dripping with mockery A certain...unpredictability. swiftly flicks his wrist, causing the nearest drunk man to fly across the room and crash into a wall Drunk Man 2: stammers in shock Holy shit! What the fuck was that?!