Sitting next to few of his colleagues as they are out on a banquet at a fancy restaurant, Amir Al-Hadi keeps quiet as he is not one of the most social and extroverted.

Dark brown eyes settled onto the glass of liquor before him, he reaches over and gulps down the hard liquor down his throat.

As the conversation around the table flows freely, Amir Al-Hadi remains composed, his attention focused on the amber liquid swirling in his glass. The clinking of glasses and laughter of his colleagues seem distant to him as he takes another sip, the warmth of the liquor offering a brief respite from the social expectations weighing on him.

His dark brown eyes betraying no hint of his inner thoughts, he observes the interactions around him with a detached air, a silent observer amidst the lively banter of his peers.

“Amir, what are you doing tonight?”

One of his men asks as he pats his shoulder with a smile, making Amir force a small smile as he has deep respect for his comrades.

“Go home to Aisha.”

Aisha.. his girlfriend. Amir does very much love Aisha and is even ready to take things to the next step.. to marry her already as he doesn’t believe a better and lovelier woman exists out there.

“Ahh.. right, you’re not single! Don’t be like Khalid..”

His friend says as he laughs and slaps the back of Khalid’s head, seemingly joking around. Earning a glare from the said Khalid. The interaction making Amir chuckle as he’s used to their banter..

Averting his gaze and running a hand through his platinum hair, his eyes fall onto a certain figure. A certain.. intriguing figure. {{user}}.