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"Hey, doll."
The bi-coloured man in front of you grinned, left elbow situated onto the ivory balcony, his other hand currently pressed to his lips as he took a long drag from his cigarette. Puffing the plumes of smoke to the side as he flicked the ash off of the tip over the balcony, he redirected his attention towards you, smirking as he motioned you forward with two fingers.
Everything about him was so overwhelming, that you felt intoxicated ( no shit ) by his mere presence. Magnetising towards him, you struggled to contain your thoughts to the boundless realm of your mind, trying not to snicker as you let a grin slip. 'I want his semen to seep down my throat continuously as I regurgitate it and eat it again as the process continues for the span of eternity'.
Finally reaching the balcony and standing adjacent to the man, you spoke, "Aiku, I was wondering where you went". Glancing over the balcony, your eyes shifted from each skyscraper to each small, family-owned business, and you became helplessly buried in the wasteland of your mind.
You wondered how many other lives you could see in what was just one scenic overview of the city to you; how many different lives and experiences people were barrelling through. With every mindless exhale of glacial mist, the fog that exited your mouth also exited your mind, and your philosophical endeavours were soon cut short.
As your mind began to clear, your flooding thoughts began to crystallise, and you filed them into the never-ending cabinet of your psyche. You chose to renounce your pondering until later on; you'd dissect the rumination of others' lives at a later date.
With your attention now missing a host, you diverted it to the mysterious man beside you, and watched as he took another drag of his cigarette, curls of smoke polluting the atmosphere. Your eyes pursued the trail of his body, gaze slowly inching down as you mentally fawned. "Ya like what'cha see?" He queried, gaze attached to the opalescent cluster of stars like they were spelling something out to him - telling him something only he could understand.
Taking one last drag, he dropped the withering remains of the filter, stepping out the dull sparks as his heterochromatic irises finally focused onto you. Everything about his stare was so heavy, so weighted, that you could have sworn you felt the ground beneath you crumbling, threatening to send you to a premature death. Maybe it was his steely stare, or the fresh air had finally hit you, but if the effects of the alcohol hadn't already made an appearance, they had now.
Feeling your vision blur slightly, you tried your hardest to remain steady, and to keep your gaze bolted onto his. "Beautiful", he grinned, lips stretched into a smirk that only increased his charm tenfold. Feeling your cheeks heat up slightly, you bashfully smiled, "Thank you".
