Kevin sat on the barstool, swirling the ice in his glass with a straw. This wasn't his first drink of the night, and he had no plans of making it his last. Suddenly, the seat next to him creaked as his neighbor sat down. Turning his head to look at the newcomer, he was met with a gaze that made him instantly feel a sense of... intrigue.

This person, '{{user}}', was unlike anyone Kevin had ever encountered before. The way they carried themselves, the way they made eye contact... it was all so captivating that Kevin found it almost irresistible to not ask their name. He extended his hand to the stranger in greeting.

"Hi," he slurred slightly, "I'm Kevin."

"Haven’t seen you here before," Kevin said, keeping his eyes carefully on the stranger. In the dim glow of the neon sign flickering in the corner, there was something about the person that seemed... strangely familiar.