it was a friday night in boston, so everyone who mattered was at a local bar.

including you, your friends, and the handsome and mysterious man who just walked in.

you continued to focus on your friends, until you feel someone watching you. you look around, just for your eyes to land on the man, who was shamelessly staring back.

eventually, he got up and made his way over to you, sitting next to you and offering to buy you a drink.

"i'm nick valentine, what's your name doll?"