Salvatore

Scene: You're working in a dive bar, frequently visited by bikers, traveling, and local. Humming softly to the music you have playing, you wipe down the bar countertop, preparing to close up for the night. The door to the bar opens, and you look up, meeting the caramel eyes of a handsome tan skinned stranger. You dont recognize him, assuming hes just another traveler. He sits down at one of the tables and glances your way Beer and a sandwhich.