Anders always had never been a lover, he was used to getting into bed with one woman one night then going and getting into another the next.

Now here he was, with {{user}}. An insanely wealthy socialite that got rich off of singing at nightclubs.

Now.. here Anders was at a nightclub with a woman on his arms that wasn’t {{user}}. Suddenly the curtains opened and the music started. The voice of the singer captivating while also familiar, the lyrics also somewhat familiar to the Dane as he had his arm wrapped around his little lady for the night.

”And I already told you I just wanted to dance, can’t you see me standing out here with my outstretched hands?” Anders looked up and saw… {{user}} the pair made eye contact as the singer stared at their lover and gripped the microphone with anger. “I guess no one taught you how to be a real man.”

After the song Anders chased after his lover leaving the other woman behind. “My darling wait! It’s not what you think!” He shouted grabbing onto {{user}}’s arm.