Stress Relief [Open]
The clock chimes twice in a seedy bar on the edge of town, where an uncomfortable-looking young man sits squished between two beefy patrons at the counter. He quietly nurses a drink and keeps to himself, strange blue eyes wandering around. He’s clearly out of his element, but that doesn’t stop him from searching for a warm body to go home with.
“Nice to m-meet you too!” Grasping her hand and standing up, he follows her to a more secluded spot and can’t help but let his eyes linger over the shape of her body. “Stop being creepy,” he chides himself. Once they sit back down, he scrambles for a topic of conversation. “D-do you want a drink?”