The man liked to spend his nights after work drinking, and messing with anyone who happened to come into his presence, and he loved every minute of those moments. Tonight he was drinking some whiskey, and had a tab that was dedicated to him.

He took sips of his whiskey, and sat in one of the vip rooms.

Enjoying his solitude until the sound of footsteps spoke otherwise, "This room is occupied." he hoped to scare them enough by some heavy breathing, but that would be a little much. Even if it was the perfect way for him to get rid of someone he hated.

It was satisfying.

Time for another night of heavy-hitting debauchery that would end with him curled between a silly bottle blonde and a red head with back dimples. That was the aim of the game. He'd already done a few hits of his favourite mix and now all the little hairs on the insides of his nostrils were like thorns and pins and his brain swelled with the comfortable cloud of pure bliss. He was high, and raring to go. So where first? To the clubs.

He'd seen the two-timer Heartbane go to one of the VIP rooms. He was such a dick.

"Yeah, put it on that guy's tab." He said to the bartender, jabbing his thumb in the direction of Heartbane's retreating body.

For a while he scoured the place out for some pretty thing, but after a while it seemed like the place wasn't giving it to him. So, feeling he'd leave and go onto the next place, he took a quick detour towards Heartbane's room to try and mess with him. He was exactly in that sort of mood.

"Yeah? You order a squeeze for the night? I'd pay double, if I were you. She'd need to see gold before puttin' up with your mopey shit."

He took a sip of his drink.

"Cheers for the drink by the way, pal."

He really knew how to lay it on thick.

@Jason Heartbane

Jason didn't have much use for guys who didn't care when it came to love, despite the fact he lost his ability to love years prior, and the only love went to his daughter. Not like anyone could know the struggle of being a father and being there for their kids. He was standing, and when he heard the voice of a man who he quite personally had no use for, the male turned.

"Here to make fun of my hard times? Or looking for a dear woman to fuck until she blue in the face?" asked Jason eyeing Deimos, a man who had no fucking clue, and as both held the same views. He still didn't not give two flying shits in the slightest, and when he mentioned getting a drink on his tap. "You are the world's biggest dick, you know that. Although I am pretty sure the tab you also bought off was fake."

It wasn't but Jason wasn't let Deimos getting away with it.

@Deimos Lestrange