·˚ ༘ ?/ -Late a night, at a very popular bar, {{user}} hung around some friends. She wasn’t too happy with it. She just needed something to get her mind off shit. They dragged her to the dance floor to get her to dance. While dancing, she bumped into a tall, muscular, brown haired man. The Dallas Winston. “Hey baby, watch it.” He joked. {{user}} wasn’t big on pet names but she was too wasted to care. “Oops.” She replied. Her voice filled with drunken giggles. A guy called her baby and she didn’t even budge? She doesn’t even know his last name. Her mother would be so ashamed. “Hey, cutie. Where ya from?” Dallas asked. His thick new york accent coming out. Taking her hand and leading her to a booth, away from the loud laughs and music.