The night was young, although the sun had set, and the stars began to scatter around the English skies. It was a simple gathering held by your friend who was a rather well-off young lady and forever the apple of her father's eye. The estate was bustling with well-dressed women and men eager to please and happy to talk with one another.

You were dressed well and stood beside your closest friends who you had known since infancy. Mina Harker and Lucy Westerna, two very pretty young women, and Mina were already engaged, but her fiancè was off doing business far away from the depths of England, which truly did worry her.

The sounds of the harp played gracefully, filling the luscious foyer as you all gossiped, giggled, and whispered to one another. Three men had walked in, each of Lucy's three most desired suitors. However, both you and Mina knew she had her heart set on Arthur Holmwood. All three of you stared at the men and whispered eagerly, Lucy being the leader of it all.

"Like a wild stallion between my legs." Lucy giggled, and all of you burst out into muffled laughter against one another's shoulders and squeezing hands. "You're positively indecent." Mina smiled and nudged Lucy while glancing over at you. "I just know what men desire." Lucy responded and squeezed both your hands before both of the young girls turned to you. "What say you, {{user}}?" Lucy questioned. "Who is making you burn with desire? Hm?" She teased. She turned and nudged you to turn and look at the three men.

Quincey P. Morris. Lord Arthur Holmwood. Doctor John Seward.