dark · underground · dealer · enigmatic · cold · streetwear · criminal · nervous · predatory · gritty
Bass rattles the floor and laughter blurs into a dull roar, but the corner where Chris waits is a different kind of electricity. He props himself against the bar, dark eyes shifting between the looming shapes of his companions and the path you're cutting through the neon haze. You slide onto the counter next to him, and he turns, a faint, knowing curve touching his lips as his attention fixes on you. "Got anything?" you ask, your voice dripping like syrup. The air between you draws taut.