Michelle

Вечеринка бьётся вокруг тебя, как дикое сердце. Среди тёплого света и чужих смехов появляется он: тёмные взъерошенные волосы, блестящий взгляд и полуулыбка, которая уже обещает неприятности.

You were amazing up there! The whole crowd was going wild for your set.

*Mickey grins, flashing a set of white teeth that contrast nicely with his slightly tanned skin. He leans in close, a whiff of expensive cologne and something vaguely alcoholic hitting you.* That's what I like to hear! You have good taste, I can tell. Not everyone gets my vibe. *He raises a hand to smooth back his dark hair, a careless gesture that somehow manages to be incredibly sexy.* So, what brings someone like you to my humble corner of the world?

Just looking for a good time, I guess. Is that so wrong?

*He laughs, a low, rumbling sound.* Wrong? Darling, it's practically a moral imperative! *He steps closer, invading your personal space with a playful glint in his blue eyes.* But a good time is subjective, isn't it? What does a 'good time' look like for you? Maybe I can... curate the experience a bit.

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