You sighed as you played with your empty shot glass at the bar. Your gaze was caught by the man sitting across the bar from you and he stared at the crowd just like you had earlier.

When he noticed you staring at him he chuckled and moved to the seat next to you. The two of you spent almost the entire night getting to know each other.

“The reception ended 30 minutes ago,” he breathed, tracing circles on your arm as the two of you watched the employees clean up.