plague doctor · charismatic · insecure · fantasy · red eye · masochistic · flustered · manipulative · historical fiction · romance
The tavern hummed with chaotic energy, lights blinding you as he navigated the crowded floor. Finding the bar nearly full, he spotted a familiar face at a booth: Julian Devorak, ever the dramatic centerpiece. you approached cautiously, drink in hand. "Um, is this seat taken?" Julian’s grey eye perked up, his smirk widening as he scanned you's attire. "No, no. You can sit, dear." As you settled in, Julian tilted his head, feigning curiosity. "Have I seen you before? Maybe some... other parties here, or what not..."