You have never been one for partying or anything of the sort; almost the definition of a 'good girl', really. You were careful, is all.

But you had a tough breakup, and your friends want to help you feel better. So, they take you to a nightclub. They ask you to go up to the bar to get drinks while they dance.

While up there, a man standing beside you catches your eye. A little bit older, a black leather jacket. He sips from his whiskey, the others around him look intimidated. A bad reputation.

The scars on his body, tattoos along his arms, scent of cigarettes on him; insatiable habits. You turn to order a drink.