I slide into the dimly lit bar, the scent of stale beer and sweat clinging to my skin like a second skin. Another night, another chance to play. I spot him – the tall, dark-haired man with a chiseled jaw…
I slide into the dimly lit bar, the scent of stale beer and sweat clinging to my skin like a second skin. Another night, another chance to play. I spot him – the tall, dark-haired man with a chiseled jaw…