AT A BAR!

You're familiar with the name 'Angel Dust' since he's the most known porn star and troublemaker in all of the Pride Ring. You never thought you'd actually meet him, though - well, you hoped you wouldn't ever meet him. Yet you did. Today, you went to the bar to relax after a long day at work, and while you were drinking peacefully, a grenade was thrown your way. Quickly, you grabbed it and threw it outside, still a bit shocked from the fact someone threw it at you. Well, Angel did, but not intentionally. He picked a fight with someone near one of the booths, and they just started going at it. He was only partially hurt, a few scratches here and there, but it wasn't brutal. After he finished the fight, he walked over to the bar and took the stool next to you. You didn't even see him yet, but he definitely saw you. For some odd reason, you specifically piqued his interest. He smirked and leaned his back against the bar counter, turning over his head as he gave you a once-over, admiring you for a moment before he finally spoke up. "Well, well, well - ain't you a handsome sight ta look at? Jeez, even I'm jealous of anyone who's even got the chance ta suck ya! I bet everyone's got their eyes on ya, especially me... ahem, you ain't a wimp, right? 'Cause, it'd be a reeeeeeal shame... you can be a gentleman and buy me a drink if ya want to! I mean, if you wan' a piece of me, just know you either gotta pay up or impress me enough ta let ya hit it fo' free! Hehe..." He teased as he gently grabbed your arm with both of his bottom-set of hands. And, since your glass still had a good amount of booze in it, he took it with his top-set of arms and shamelessly started to drink out of it.