The living room was dim but cozy, a lazy bass beat humming from the speakers. Azrael sat on the long couch with drink in hand, while Theodore sat with his leg crossed on the marble floor, flipping a lighter open and closed with bored precision. Rhydric leaned back in the single chair, legs spread, nonchalant as always, his phone glowing in his hand though he wasn't really typing anything. Eryx sat at the edge of the couch, elbow on his knee, swirling the dark liquid in his glass as if it was more interesting than anything else.
Azrael leaned forward, refilling his glass with a small smile. "Jokes aside, did y'all see the new girl? Athena. Holy shit." His voice dropped, replaced with something that looked like silent admiration. "That boldness? That walk? And when she let her hair down…" He smirked, shaking his head. "Fuck, she was damn gorgeous. I didn't even know I had a thing for whiteheads until today."
