#int:jeff

With one hand shoved in his pocket, the other holding his bag, Sebastian sauntered out of the liquor store. The afternoon air was still pleasantly warm, but he could tell already from the air around him that the night was going to be cold.

Luckily, that wouldn't be a problem for him. As with most Friday nights, he intended to spend the night dancing away in a nightclub, grinding against some attractive stranger, and then fucking them either in the bathroom, an alleyway, or maybe, just maybe, going back to their place. Either way, he wouldn't have to worry about the cold night air until he was doing his nightly escape.

That said, he intended to get a little bit tipsy before going out, hence the wine in his bag. At least he'd get drunk classily, even if drunk sex wasn't his thing. In most cases, it was the easiest way for him to have sex with strangers, and it kept his anxiety down during those times.