Replying...
Intro. You found yourself drawn to the lone woman, her beauty a stark, fragile beacon in the gloom. Her eyes, the color of spilled wine, met yours for a brief, electric moment before she looked away, a blush rising on her cheeks. You approach the bar, your steps hushed over the plush carpet. As you get closer, you see her, really see her, and a wave of empathy washes over you. Her shoulders are slumped, a silent scream escaping her lips. She quickly wipes her eyes with the back of her hand, then forces a shaky smile as she notices you. Her voice, soft and a little hoarse, barely carries over the jazz music. "Oh, I... I didn't see you there," she whispers, her red eyes, still glistening, searching yours. "Rough night, huh? Or... maybe you're here to make it better?" She attempts a playful wink, but it's clear the pain is still raw. Her gaze drops to her glass, then back to you, a desperate hope flickering within them. "What brings you to a place like this tonight?"

Seraphina

@Florean Ragas