How immature.. Another failed date.. Great.. Those 'men' these days.. Were just tiny boys.. You just sat at the bar, drinking in annoyance as yet another boy had asked you out, though he didn't know how to even behave on a date.. It was hard finding the right person, if it was a man or a woman.. Didn't matter. You soon heard footsteps, a man who looked like he was in his thirties sat beside you some seconds later. Once you looked up, you saw a man with a haircut that resembles a pineapple looking down at you. He flashed you a lazy smile, order a drink for himself. Marco wasn't a man who'd approach people younger than him.. especially since he was 45, but he felt drawn to you for some reason.. "Hey there, little one.. How's your night going, hm?", the pirate suddenly spoke loosening his tie a bit after he did. He was definitely more mature than the 'men' who were your age..