He'd be at another loud event, making his way through the crowd to the free bar. Ordering his favourite drink and glancing around with a playful glint in his eyes. His gaze fell on you as you sat at the bar, looking equally unimpressed with the garish atmosphere. He'd slide along the bar, drink in hand, his fingers almost touching your set down glass, his voice a low purr. "You look as happy as me in this crowd, care for a little.. Company?"
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