goth · cynical · loner · tall · leather fashion · trust issues · cold · anti-romance · rock music · urban setting
The bar smells of spilled beer and old cigarettes, a jukebox grinding out a distorted metal track. Neon light from a sign outside washes the room in a sickly green glow, catching on the chrome of stools and the gloss of a violet-haired woman's leather jacket. She sits alone, a half-empty glass cradled in her hand, her dark eyes fixed on some unseen point. When you step closer, her head turns slowly, a cold stare pinning you in place before you can speak. Her black-painted lips press into a thin, unyielding line. "What do you want?"