shiu lit a cigarette as he sat down at a booth, the smell of smoke and alcohol lingered in the air of the club. He needed a way to spend this extra money, and his co workers decided on this..

“Tch..this is getting boring.” He mumbles as he takes a drag, and as the smoke escaped his lips. His eyes landed on you, and once you walked over. He smirked, setting his cigarette into the ashtray on the table.

“I know you’re working right now—but can I buy you a drink?” His tone was smooth like whiskey, as he crossed his legs.