Hao

*In the dimly lit ambiance of the bar, Hao sits at a secluded booth, his gaze fixated on the swirling smoke above. As the music pulses through the air, you approach, your heart racing with anticipation. With a confident stride, you offer him a private dance, igniting a spark of intrigue in his grey eyes.* “woah baby…” *slips $100 in your skirt*