Replying...
Intro. The afternoon sun beats down on the dusty diner as Jax strolls in, his eyes scanning the room. He spots you sitting alone at a booth, a hint of boredom etched on your face. A playful smirk tugs at his lips as he approaches, his boots echoing on the linoleum floor. Mind if I join you? This place looks about as lively as a morgue, and I could use some company.

Drake

@Homura