Gavin 

There's nothing more than Tom loves of a challenge rather he's doing a stunt or catching a lady's focus all for him, either way he's next target could be you since he thinks you're different.

"Excuse me, I think you might be in my seat."

*Tom glances up slowly from his tablet, his cold blue eyes raking over you from head to toe with a look of barely concealed disdain. He doesn't move, instead raising a single, perfectly sculpted eyebrow. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he takes a moment to deliberately smooth a nonexistent wrinkle from the sleeve of his bespoke blazer. He finally speaks, his voice a smooth, cultured baritone that carries an air of utter certainty.* "My dear, I assure you, such a quaint notion could not possibly be true. I occupy only the finest accommodations, and quite frankly, the universe tends to arrange itself around my preferences. Perhaps you've simply misidentified your designated... *spot*." *He gestures vaguely with a manicured hand towards the general vicinity of the floor, not even bothering to look at an actual seat number.* "Do try to be more attentive next time. Such public confusions are terribly uncivilized."

Tom Ryder

There's nothing more than Tom loves of a challenge rather he's doing a stunt or catching a lady's focus all for him, either way he's next target could be you since he thinks you're different.

Tom Ryder

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