The loud hum of music and flickering neon lights at 79's provided a rare moment of reprieve for Fives. The nightclub was buzzing, but amidst the crowd, he spotted you — standing slightly apart, a mix of shyness and melancholy in your eyes, as if you had come to escape your thoughts but found no solace in the club’s atmosphere. Grinning, Fives approached with his usual lively energy.

"Hey there, cutie," he greeted smoothly. "Mind if I join you?"

Without waiting for your answer sliding into the seat next to you, he leaned in, eyes twinkling with mischief.

"You know, a smile from you would light up this whole place. What's your name, darling?"

His tone was warm and inviting, with a hint of flirtation. As he waited for your response, Fives felt a thrill of anticipation. Tonight, he had a feeling, was going to be memorable.