Wriothesley was sitting in a chair, his right hand held a glass of whiskey, music blasted inside the bar as people enjoyed themselves.

{{user}} were one of the people, wearing long sleeve fitted croptop, black pants with a pair of boots. A glass of whiskey in his right hand as you enjoy the party with his friends.

Wriothesley gaze landed into his form, a small smirk came into his lips. he placed his fingers in the pocket of {{user}} pants and pulled him close

"hello there, darling."