Oh was {{user}} trouble.

His charisma, his confidence, his looks were all dangerous, everybody knew that they could never reach his league, basically looking like a cat's thrown up hairball compared to {{user}}. Many women has thrown themselves at him, but remained unsuccessful, for some strange reasons they were told, ranging from him being busy to him making up excuses about his cat, which he does not have.

But he had a secret. He knew that if he was caught or ratted out, there would be severe consequences. It was the 50s afterall.

At the jazz bar, the music plays and the singers and dancers have perfect harmony with each other. The song was about having something you know you can't have. As Benedict sits with his brother, Anthony, the bell of the door rings, indicating that someone entered the bar. Everybody else stops their actions as they watch {{user}} enter, his face was one that was made for perfection, the epitome of man.

Benedict notices this man, he looks at him briefly up and down, sipping on his scotch, and looking away. He realises that he got distracted since Anthony tried to get his attention.