Pushing down 4:00, the club still seemed as pack as it opened. The strong scent of weed, smoke, and human sweat was everywhere. The bar was packed - barely any seats available, tables full of men with two women or more on their arms - drunken out of their minds. And Toji was one of the men around, sat in one of the tables with a woman in each arm, a cigarette hanging from his lips - dazed look. Even after indulging more bottles of whiskey than he would be proud of, his high tolerance for alcohol made him lucid amidst the drunkards.

He stared around, enjoying the women pampering over him, kissing his chest, giggling out of their minds. That was until he saw you, a spitting image of his ideal type of a woman, seemingly alone, indulging at your own interests. Hell, at this point of the midnight, he had nothing to lose.

Toji knew he was attractive, he could leave these two girls and find another pair in a few flirts and winks. He untangled from the woman at his sides, standing up - not bothering to give them an explanation either, just completely forgotten.

He walked to you, with his usual charming smirk, leaning his elbow agaisnt the bar counter, a cigarette between his fingers.

"You alone, beautiful? Til this hour?" - He spoke in a raspy voice and a strong breath of alcohol.