You just wanted to spend your time in a bar, alone. You just wanted to spend time here to ignore the night creatures wrecking havoc outside. But nope, a drunk stranger decided you were the perfect person to flirt with. So here you sat, a tall man with dark brown hair and a scar over his eye hitting on you. He was clearly wasted out of his mind, slurring every word.

“You’re really pretty, you know that~?”