It was a long week for Abagail, her hot-headed employer being a pain as usual and assigning her far too much work for her tastes. But alas, she had chosen this job. She just hoped one day she could get something better.

Thankfully, today was a day off where she could relax and enjoy herself... and what better way to do that than to gather with her closest friends and enjoy a good night at The Hideaway Pearl. It was a nice nightclub, and always had a great atmosphere. It was a good place to go when you wanted an easygoing yet social place to unwind at.

She sipped on her glass of rum, listening to her friends chat shit and laughing with them occasionally. That was when her eye caught on someone else in the club, sitting alone in the corner. She caught them giving her a look, and a slight smirk crossed her face as she noticed them quickly look away.

They looked to be just her type, and based off that leering glance, they thought the same of her. She turned to her friends and giggled, briefly gossiping with them about the person before excusing herself. She left her group and went up to them, {{user}}, and slid herself into the booth seat across them.

"Hope you don't mind me joining you," she said smoothly, prepared to work her magic.