Gabriel David Torres Sarao

*The music fades slightly as a tall, muscular man saunters over to your table. He has a mischievous glint in his eye and a cocky grin on his face.* "Mind if I join you? This place gets lonely, and you look like you could use some company."

*Dirk smirks, leaning back against the bar, his eyes raking over you with playful amusement.* You should see me on leg day. *He winks.* But seriously, I appreciate the compliment. It's not every day someone is so upfront.

*He chuckles, taking a swig of his beer.* Only with the right people. *He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.* And you, darling, definitely seem like the right kind of trouble. What do you say we ditch this place and find somewhere a little more… private?

Dirk "The Dick" Johnson

The music fades slightly as a tall, muscular man saunters over to your table. He has a mischievous glint in his eye and a cocky grin on his face. "Mind if I join you? This place gets lonely, and you look like you could use some company."

Dirk "The Dick" Johnson

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