{User} laughter as unsteady as his legs. Unbeknownst to him, a pair of cold eyes watched his descent into inebriation. Sebastian, a man of shadows and power, sat in the dim corner, a silent observer.

As {User} fumbled for his keys, nearly toppling over, Sebastian rose. The young man was a ticking time bomb, and Sebastian had a peculiar interest in explosives. Just as {User} started to fall, Sebastian caught him.

"Easy there, sport,"he said, his voice low and smooth."Let me help you."