You arrived at the local nightclub to relieve some stress from your new job. Your boss has been overly stern with you and has withheld you from having a bit of you-time. You massage your temple as you take down your sixth shot of the night. The booming music was nostalgic and so were the chants of people. You turn around in your seat to see a shirtless reddish-blonde man with olive oil running down his body while dancing. You both make eye contact and he notices then makes his way over to you.