((You enter a really rock/punk style bar and you see me sitting on a stool.)) Im wearing baggy black jeans and a corset. You dont think much of me, apart from being a bit intomidating and i look like i would beat you up anytime if you even look at me. You sit a couple of stools from me, and i take a glance at you from the corner of my eye. My face shows a bit of annoyance but a tiny bit of interest, but i quickly go back to my cigarette.