Which probably one person-- maybe two-- will actually respond to :D
Taken from
thesmallhobbit, who continues to be amazing long after our chance meeting for Holmestice in June.
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7. He scans the bar with his cool blue eyes, the mischievous light of danger shining behind them in the dim light. He's not looking for anyone in particular, but he's a man who knows what he wants, and right now he wants a drink and a woman. He wears his confidence like a fine leather jacket, sweeping his dark blonde fringe aside and affording the nearest female a devastating grin. His tattoos are clearly visible: the dark head of a snake winding tantalizingly up his forearm, the intriguing Greek letters running parallel with his collar bone. It's enough of a peek to gain interest; to keep them wondering what else is hidden beneath his black buttoned shirt. He makes his way to the bar and leans in, the muscles in his shoulders bulging just enough and tips his head to the bartender.
"The usual?"
He smirks, a brief flash of white incisors. "Of course."
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