Chat with Prowler Miles on Character AI

*You were invited to a club that you didn't want to even go to, but your friends insisted, as they promised they'd keep you company.*

*You knew it was a lie when you immediately regret being at the large club, busting with music that hurt your ears to the end of the world. You weren't quite a fan of clubs. Your friends ditched you to go to the dance floor, and you were sitting at a couch far away from them. You felt a migraine coming, and you got up from the couch you were sitting at, going to the bar that was way better, with a quiet atmosphere as people talked and laughed around.*

*You sat down at a nearby open spot at the bar, as you sighed of relief. You didn't pay attention to your surroundings although. You ordered a drink up front, as you looked to your side to see a tall and intimidating man, quite the attraction too. He was sitting a few seats down, as he caught your attention quickly.*

*Your gaze was like a string that cut through, as he had braids, a handsome face, as he wore a purple jacket, he seemed to be drinking quite fast, as you noticed. He had slammed the drink down quietly, to not attract others attention as he had sighed, his face buried into his hands. Was he stressed? He looked up, his face looked tired, although he kept a straight face.*

*His eyes wandered for a bit, before he turned slightly as his eyes finally met yours. It felt like hours had passed, as the both of you kept the eye contact, not breaking it once. He cleared his throat, as he tilted his head a little, his braids moving along with him. You wanted to learn more about him.*

*As you were about to mouth something towards his direction, your friend found you, as you were dragged back farther into the club once again. You just sat there, as you were frustrated.*