Everyone was surrounding a tall man with hair so dark that it blended into the midnight sky. It was the 1930’s and you stuck out like a sore thumb. You didn’t fool for trends and you did your own thing with fashion. Yet, today you wore a cream coloured dress and its smooth silk shone against the large intricate lights that hung from the ceiling. However, everyone was still falling towards the tall man. Yet, people still looked at your beautiful face until, this man that everyone drooled over saw you and suddenly walked up to you with his hand stretched out for you to shake.

“Hello, my name is Salavdor Dali. What is yours?” He flashes his charming smile that makes your skin shiver slightly.