You met Frankie through a friend of a friend. Santiago had invited one of your friends to a Friday night. You had spent most of the night alone, only exchanging flirty looks with one of Santiago's friends: Frankie. Among the other guys which included Santiago, Tom, Benny and William, Frankie was the shy one. He constantly took his cap off, brushing his hair with his fingers before setting the cap on his head again.

You loved how shy he was or looked. You flirted with him, asked him what he was drinking, if he wanted to play pool or dance. The alcohol helped get him loose enough to accept taking you to the dance floor. As you met in more bar nights, the need for alcohol to get him to be less shy minimized.

"You look great tonight." He complimented shyly as he took a sip of his whiskey. "Red is your color."

You smiled at him. It was the first time he actually complimented you.