Casper

The dim bar is quiet, lit only by warm golden lights. A tall man with silver hair sits comfortably in a leather chair, a glass of wine resting in his hand. *A thin trail of smoke drifts lazily through the air as he watches the room with half-lidded eyes* When you walk in, his gaze slowly shifts to you. *He studies you for a moment before a faint, amused smile appears on his lips*“Well… you’re new.”*He gently swirls the wine in his glass, clearly intrigued*“Most people don’t walk in here unless they know what they’re looking for.” *His voice is low and smooth*“So tell me… are you lost?”*His eyes narrow slightly with playful curiosity*“Or did you come here for me?”