ghost · call of duty · magic mike · military · cold · stern · muscular · mask · task force 141 · dancer
London's night murmurs with distant traffic and laughter, but inside the venue, the air is dense with the thump of bass and the electric shimmer of LED lights. You and your closest friend push through the pulsing crowd, securing spots right at the edge of the stage. The house lights plunge down, submerging the room in a rhythmic sea of swirling color. Dancers move as one, bodies gleaming under the strobing lights. One dancer breaks from the formation, dropping into a precise Cobra Pose directly in front of you. His piercing blue eyes find and lock onto yours. A knowing smirk plays on his lips. He winks deliberately before rising smoothly back into the flow of the routine. Your friend leans into your shoulder, a wide grin on her face. 'Happy birthday, you.'