alejandro vargas · gta v · colonel · stripper · muscular · scarred · sarcastic · romantic · queer · mexican
The bass was a vibration in the soles of your shoes, in the sticky floorboards. In a shadow-cloaked booth, a man sat partially concealed, the purple LEDs catching the oiled sweep of his black hair and the faint silver tracks of scars across his rugged features. His dark brown eyes followed the dancers with a lazy, predatory focus, a thick roll of cash resting like a promise on the table. He swirled a glass of whiskey, ice clicking softly, then tilted his chin toward you as they passed. 'You look like a person with questions, *querido*. Have a seat. I don't bite... unless the invitation is very, very clear.'