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(/he takes initiative in his stride, tongue clicking in astonishment at the state of the side part as he starts combing the locks in his fingers, recreating his own interpretation of a messy bad-boy do.}

To escape reality and never turn back even once during the night. With a keen eye, it moves from every angle to every corner. Observing and quietly waiting for something interesting to happen.

A hum, faint and soft that rumbled in the middle of her throat was muffled when her lips were pressed together. Dainty fingers tucked a couple of her chocolate colored locks behind her ear, a gentle sound of rustling was a few inches away from her. Questioning what the sound was, she took a glance at the stranger. It’s someone she hasn’t seen beforehand, perhaps he’s someone new yet there’s millions of people in the world, she couldn’t exactly memorize their appearance. Everyone surrounding her was a stranger, a person who she hasn’t spoken to or never will.

The heel of her feet was resting on the ground, her lips pressed against one another and she could feel the tension coiled around the male besides her. Patience was weary similar to how she felt numerous times when she had to wait whether it was a victim or a friend. And the thought caused her to let out a small laugh, a quiet one that only she could hear.

      Perhaps that was because there was nothing to be found. Maybe she had simply watched this scenario play out numerous times before—it was a bar after all and he supposed that people must have been 'stood up' constantly in establishments such as this one. It was human nature, as well as common knowledge, for people to chicken out and remain at home or to ditch others for the sake of doing something else, something new and far more interesting, instead. It was natural to avoid people with whom you were unfamiliar. Unless you were Jinki of course, in which case you went out of your way to spend more time than was necessary with them.

      ❝ — The word 'friend' would be a bit of a stretch, but yeah... I was waiting for someone." He finally replied after a moment of uncomfortable silence, removing his hand from the glass still sitting atop the counter and curling his fingers into a loose fist which he brought to rest beneath his chin. "It seems like they won't be making an appearance tonight though. Ah, how unfortunate—I cleared my schedule for them and everything. Now I've got nothing to do and am just left sitting here alone at a bar, looking all lonely and pathetic. Woe is me!" As dramatic as he must have sounded though, Jinki wasn't especially surprised that his acquaintance hadn't shown. His assumption was that they had caught onto Jinki and what it was that he had been up to. They were clearly more intelligent than he'd given them credit for being.

      That just meant that he would have to try harder next time. Oh, how how loved a challenge.

      The stranger's face was an unfamiliar one, Jinki noted to himself mentally as his eyes scrutinized the other's features. He was attractive to say the least, all doe-eyed and boyish charm, but based upon physical appearances alone, Jinki could easily see why he hadn't taken notice of the other male before—good looks weren't enough to capture his interest for an extensive duration of time. Although, there was also the possibility that he hadn't ever run into this string-bean of a person before. For the record, string-bean was a totally acceptable comparison given the other's height and slender build. Or at least it was in his opinion.

      That was as far as his opinion had gotten him though, as odd an occurrence as that was. But as intriguing as the other's appearance may have been presently, the apologetic expression etched across his features conflicting with something else, feelings that Jinki found himself unable to read, and his clothing disheveled, hair ever-so-slightly tousled as though he had been running towards something, or possibly even away from something else, that didn't mean that he would always strike Jinki's interest the way that he was right in this moment.

      Even so, that wasn't a fact that Jinki would know for certain until he actually got to know this momentary stranger.