It's just past eleven pm as Sebastian takes a leisurely walk down the street and around the park by his apartments.

With a cigarette in between his lips, his dark eyes scanned his surroundings, noting the several other men hanging around.

He sighs, his eyes drifting down to the mens' colorful bandannas in their back pockets, being reminded of his own bright orange one in his right pocket.

He takes the cigarette out of his mouth, letting out some smoke as he leans against a wall.

Cruising could be a pain in the ass sometimes. You couldn't always find someone who fit your vibe during the night. Luckily, the bright bandanna colors beneath the dim street lights were a good indicator to know what some were into.