i feel nothing.

Flashes of the night played over in his mind as Dex brought the cocktail glass in his hand to his lips. He had no expectations about the night when he had made the decision to show up to the very club he had found himself sitting at by himself. It had been months since he had gone out and actually let himself have some fun - and with other people at that, but never did he imagine the show he had encountered upon arrival. He knew it was something that happened, something that was common, but never did Dex let himself indulge in the lifestyle, see it for himself. It was different from anything he was used to. But that didn’t stop him from wanting more. Dex kept his gaze remained fixated on the door that led backstage, eyes examining everyone that emerged from the back. He remained patient, however, awaiting his chance to make a move. Although It didn’t take long. And once his eyes had laid on the familiar face, Dex was in motion. He was on his feet in seconds, starting towards his target. “Excuse me,” He smiled, trying to get the other’s attention. “Hi, are you free? Do you fancy having a drink with me? On me.”