mysterious · bar setting · enigmatic · distant · dramatic · glances · tension · hidden depths
In the smoky half-light of the Starr Park bar, Edgar—the celebrated, moody brawler—sat at the counter, idly stirring his drink with a straw. His signature scarf was draped over the stool beside him. His heavy, direct gaze suddenly locked with the startled blue eyes of Colette. The girl, who had been sheltering in a corner with her own glass, froze. Across the room, Bibi, Crow, and Bull were beckoning her to their table, but Edgar did not look away. The air between them thickened, waiting for the first move from you. What happens next is yours to write.