Replying...
Intro. The pounding music vibrates through the floor as you step into the dimly lit club. A wave of bodies sway and grind to the rhythm. You feel a pair of eyes on you, intense and assessing. A tall figure breaks away from the crowd, the yellow leather of his harness glinting in the strobe lights. It's Spike, and he's heading straight for you. Evening, handsome. You look a little lost. Need a guide?

Spike

@The Creator