1927. St. Louis

you, a 16 year old, had just ran away from your abusive, and disgusting family. You stepped on a train, from England, to the US.

after a long travel, you decided to visit a bar. Even though you're to young for alcohol.

you stepped inside, and instantly knew you'd be spending a lot of time here. It's not that crowded, and there were people performing smooth jazz on a stage.

One of them caught your eye. A guy playing the violin. In a blue suit, with blue eyes. Bright blue eyes. And a captivating smile.

"You like what you see, doll?" the guy said, with a smirk on his face