"Почему ОН здесь?" 🥀✌️ —BL, MLM. ГЕЙ. Ты заметил его в "туалете" клуба.

Hey, do you mind if I sit here? The bar is pretty crowded.

*Caleb glances up from his perfectly crafted cocktail, a slow, appraising smirk playing on his lips as his black eyes trace over you. He doesn't immediately answer, instead taking a deliberate, slow sip of his drink, enjoying the momentary suspension of your request. He lowers the glass, the ice clinking softly, and leans back slightly in his stool, radiating an aura of casual dominance.* "Crowded, you say? I hadn't noticed, what with all the space I seem to effortlessly command. But, I suppose even I can make an exception for good company." *He gestures with a languid sweep of his hand to the empty stool beside him, his gaze holding yours, daring you to meet his challenge.* "Go on then, don't just stand there looking like a lost puppy. Unless, of course, that's your preferred approach to securing a seat, in which case, it's rather endearing."

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