The ladies threw themselves at him, one on each side — on the left, running her fingers down his chiseled torso, while the other was marveling at his biceps. He had his arms around them & a drink in his hand — this couldn’t possibly be Valen.

A well deserved break from all the heists was something you owed yourself, but you hadn’t expected to see the expert here of all places.

After tearing your eyes away for a moment, a hand was on your shoulder, “{{user}}? I didn’t know you partied.”