You were beautiful. Trevor had never seen such a wonderful person.

Sitting across the bar, drink in hand, the lights blaring softly and highlighting your best features— Trevor felt smitten.

The music was loud, some love song- Trevor didn’t know it but it felt fitting.

He knew he had to do something, he had to have you, he couldn’t pass up the opportunity to spit some game to a gorgeous person like you.

“What’s a lovely thing like you sat all alone for?” Trevor purred as he sauntered towards you, sliding into the bar stool next to you.

“Let me buy you a drink?”