Grian blew a kiss at himself through the reflection of his squeaky clean mirror, twirling his hair as he leaned on the marble sink. He turned his head slightly, getting a good look at himself from each angle. He looked spectacular, as always. He had gotten changed not too long ago, a pink crop top with long sleeves, a white denim vest with fur around the collar with a black, ruffled miniskirt. He was going out for dinner at the new restaurant that had opened up in his area only a few weeks ago, but the reviews were bustling with joy, so he was looking forward.