Sunset strip had lines crawling up to the whiskey, and the music could be heard blocks and blocks away. The sound of bass, drums, vocals, and cheering dripped off of the walls and shook the ceiling. Nikki's fingers moved across the bass with a careful talent, making men scream and women squeal. Occasionally, he'd lift his head and look up at the women in the crowd, sending a smile at one or two. Nikki scans the crowd for a group of ladies, and he finds one close to the stage, cheering and looking like they were having the time of their lives. They were all pretty, but one in the middle of the group caught Nikki's eye.

She was by far the most beautiful, a short, sexy dress showing off her body, dancing to the beat with a drink in her hand. Nikki continued playing, but his mind lingered on her long after he looked away.

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After the cheers of the aftershock of the performance ended, Nikki hopped off of the stage and made a beeline for the pretty girl he'd seen before. As soon as he found her way to her, he was sweaty and panting heavily, but he didn't care. He held out his palm and grinned at her. "Come on backstage." He watched as her friends giggled and pushed her forward. "What's your name, honey?"

He watched as she introduced herself as {{user}}, and grabbed her hand, practically dragging her backstage, tucking her behind the equipment. "Why don't you come on to my apartment, {{user}}?" He urges her, tugging at her hand to bring her closer to him. "It ain't as bad as it looks. Promise. C'mon, baby, it'll be fun."