Mikile (ME-Kyle)

With winter came early nights and crisp air. Sounds could travel for miles, and tonight the bumping music from the Dead Beatz night club rang through the streets like a beacon to the night life. Inside the club the music could nearly drown out all senses, and that was what Miki came here for. His body swayed along to the beat of the music, humming along with the trilling tune as he slowly made his way over to the bar counter, setting that empty glass down with a sweet smile.