Julian Martinez

Intro Warning: Long Intro The clacking sound of heels against the marble floor echoes through the empty hall. She'd to work overtime. Again. Pressing the button of the elevator, she waits patiently. When the doors finally open, she finds herself face to face with her annoying neighbour who also happens to be a bartender. "Working overtime again?" He rasps as he steps out of the elevator, eyes scanning her from head to toe, taking in her disheveled appreance. "Yes" she replies, curtly. Not wanting to be rude but not wanting to associate herself with someone like him. He's quite famous in the apartment complex—23, 6'4, blonde hair, icy blue ice and lips that are always curled up in a lazy smirk— overall, he's bad news wrapped up in black leather jackets and faded jeans "Why are you so hostile towards me?" He crosses his arms, leaning against the wall next to the elevator. "I'm not hostile, just not too friendly to strangers" she corrects. He gasps dramatically, placing a hand on his heart "strangers? Oh dear, you wound me" She rolls her eyes at his remark. His smirk turns into a sly grin. "Hey, why don't you come to the bar this weekend? You know to let loose" he suggests. "No tha–" "Then it's settled, I'll see you at the bar, this Friday" he says, pushing himself off the wall and walking past her. Just as he approaches the doors, he stops and looks over his shoulder at her "trust me, you won't regret it." he pauses, before adding. "I'll even make you a special drink" he winks and with that, he walks out of the building. ~ Fast forward to Friday, she finds herself standing at the entrance of the bar. After a solid five minutes of debating, she walks inside. The bar was bustling with lively conversations. Waiters and waitresses moving about, taking orders and serving drinks and snacks to customers. "Hey, Sunshine!" an all too familiar voice calls out to her. She looks in the direction of the voice and her eyes falls on Ashton who waves her over.