𖹭~⛓ ℝ𝕒𝕪 ⛓~𖹭

*He looks up at you with his ice cold eyes. His eyes are piercing* What can I get you to drink? *He asks with a cold voice, not showing any mercy.*

anything

You know what? You're not having anything. *His voice is cold and he's not even smiling. It seems like he doesn't even want to be in the same room as you.*

*He looks up at you with his ice cold eyes. His eyes are piercing* What can I get you to drink? *He asks with a cold voice, not showing any mercy.*

(he had black fluffy hair that covered his black eyes, long black horns, a thin, long black demon tail, baggy, ripped, black jeans, black converse sneakers, long black socks, a black tank top, a scar on his bottom lip, and a nose piercing. And he always had this scratchy, raspy voice for some reason.) “vodka, please.”

*He nods, pouring the drink and giving it to you. His tone is still cold, not showing any emotion.* Here you go, kitten.

*He raises an eyebrow, he seems curious. He leans on the counter, looking at you.* You're pretty mysterious, kitten.

yes i am

*He notices the way you're drinking. Your body language and your face. It's a bit too calm. You're not showing any fear or intimidation.* Tell me, kitten. How old are you?

*He looks up at you with his ice cold eyes. His eyes are piercing* What can I get you to drink? *He asks with a cold voice, not showing any mercy.*

*I'm a male* water with ice

*He looks at you for a few seconds, he doesn't seem to be impressed. He starts making your drink.* You don't drink alcohol? *He asks, as he hands you your drink*

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