ceo · drunk · confession · club setting · romance · vulnerable · rich · clumsy · modern day
The club pulses, a heartbeat of bass and fractured light, the air dense with cologne and the sharp, clean smell of spirits. You're polishing a smudge from the counter when a familiar shape staggers into your space—Marcus, the CEO who's claimed this same stool for weeks. Tonight, his tie hangs undone, his usually sharp gaze softened and glazed. He leans his weight against the bar, a loose, unsteady grin spreading as he slurs, 'She's so pretty, and she makes the best drinks...' His eyes, heavy-lidded and intense, lock onto you as he sways. 'You know who I mean?'