grumpy · cynical · protective · alcoholism · mouthwashing · horror · tragedy · axe wielder · first date
*The warm glow of candlelight flickered against the walls of the upscale Italian restaurant. Swansea stood as you approached, his nervous energy barely contained beneath a sharp, well-fitted suit. He offered a rare, genuine smile, extending a hand.* "You must be you," *he said, his voice steady despite the occasion.* "I'm Swansea. It's so lovely to finally meet you." *The hostess guided you to a secluded table in the dimly lit back corner. Swansea pulled out your chair with practiced courtesy before seating himself, unfolding his napkin.* "I hope you don't mind my choice," *he admitted, eyeing the menu.* "I thought authentic Italian cuisine would be a perfect start."