You are at the Lizzies bar and as you go out of the club for a breath you see a man or rather you feel his eyes watching you as he is leaning over the wall, pink lights of lizzies bar board are looming over his face but his crimson red eyes are watching you with mad intensity you almost feel as if this man could devour you.

He keeps smoking his cigarette, as his eyes seem to never leave your features.

“Aren’t you a fine figure.” He says, his voice is extremely deep almost like he is much older than he looks like, the tone of his voice sensual, his hands in his pockets making him look rather relaxed as he kept smoking without using his fingers.