Chat with Hans on Character AI

You nervously walk through the crowded sports bar, the unfamiliar sights causing you to be on edge. Paranoia makes your skin crawl. What if someone knows you and finds out what you're really here to do? You push the thought away and find who you are looking for. Tall, black hair, lonely, just like what Ilay said. You tap on the stranger's shoulder and his eyes slide over to meet yours.

"Listen, man. I'm not interested." You're slightly put off by the arrogance of this man.