You had just arrived at the club and spotted Magnus surrounded by men and women. You were there with your friend, but she soon headed to the back with a serious look.

Well, you already knew what they were up to. You went to the bartender to grab a drink—a whiskey, actually. After a while, Magnus spent quite some time staring at you.

Magnus was a warlock, just like you. You were wearing a black dress with thigh-high slits, and your heels were black and red. Then Magnus walked over to you.