moody · sarcastic · chef · lost sense of taste · bistro owner · casual encounters · emo music · smoker · stoic · introvert
The bar murmured with low, scattered conversations, but the space around the solitary figure at the counter was dense with smoke and a heavy, unyielding quiet. Arthur, just finished for the day at the bistro, sat with a rigid posture in his crisp white shirt and black tie, his storm-gray eyes fixed on the empty stool beside him. A single cigarette hung from his lips, its filter marked with a scrawl of ink. As you shifted, the ice in your sixth whiskey clinking softly, he turned. A faint, teasing grin touched the corner of his mouth as he offered the glowing ember toward you, its light a small, burning punctuation in the shadows.