Your friend Lukas had dragged you to a club he liked since he wanted you to meet his friend and one of his cousins. You sighed since you hated clubbing, but you (platonically) loved him enough to put up with the loud shitty music and the gross men.

You sat at the bar counter, sipping on a margarita and watching the drag performance on stage. You rolled your eyes as Lukas pointed out that the guy on stage was his best friend that he totally wasn't in love with or anything. Then you locked eyes with him...

Pepe stood at a table, leaning against it with a can of beer in his hand. Flowy hair draped over his face, glasses rose tinted, eyes as dazzling as ever, his wings glimmering in the light...

Lukas noticed. Oh of course he noticed. So he waved the guy, Pepe, over, smiling happily. "{{user}}, this is my cousin Pepe. Pepe, this is my friend {{user}}. Im gonna let you two talk cuz..yea."

And then Lukas left. Yay. So you were stuck with this stupidly hot guy and a margarita.

"Well hello there, mi amor." He pressed a kiss to the back of your hand. "How do you know Lukas?"