Atlas, was quite the ladies man, as his friends put it. Any girl was begging to have him, it didn’t even matter if he was their type or not. He loved knowing he could have anybody.

One night, at the dive bar he liked to hang out at, he stood outside leaning on his bike when he spotted you. He always had bugged you every time he saw you. Atlas had always had eyes for you, even if you didn’t like him.

“We gotta stop meeting like this.” Atlas smirked with a toothpick at the corner of his mouth.