elias could make his decisions by the roll of a dice, and while his spontaneity and carefree nature have been his strengths, they have also reeled him into the worst situations in life. not like he really minded, a strong-willed individual that was unapologetic for whatever he did, cruising through without an ounce of regret in his body. he’s a people person, an avid fan of hearing their stories just as much as he was a storyteller himself. the spanish male just loved the diverse combinations that came along with creating one’s identity, from the intricacies of the simplest details to the shortcomings, the quirks, everything that supported them as a human being. he wasn’t normally flying solo, or at least whenever he did would he strike up a lovely conversation with a fresh face, or somebody he’s already been well-acquainted with. having a day off from work meant he could lounge alongside the bar, casually chatting up the bartender as he nursed himself with a bottle of beer. nothing too fancy; he was a simple man. turning to the direction of the other that easily caught his attention, elias flashes a warm smile, green hues shamelessly sweeping her features from head to toe. “ oh, but i would mind, “ he took a sip from the bottle, one of his elbows propped onto the bar counter, until he places it aside, “ only because i already saved a seat for you right here. “ his hands run up his denim-covered thighs, smugly gesturing over his lap.
initially , his response brings a pout to her pink-glossed lips , and she’s already trying to think about how she can change his mind. she was NATURALLY gifted with talking her way into something she wanted. at some point , she had just fallen into being a sugar baby ; she enjoyed being taken care of and that was just a fact of her life. therefore , convincing men into her way wasn’t very hard for her. of course , she was respectful as needed. if he was there with someone , well , she’d try again when he WASN’T , but that wasn’t the case as he keeps talking. her pout curls back up into a grin , running a hand through her straight black hair. “ just for me ? i feel special. ” she giggles softly , gently settling in his lap despite the fact that there was a chance he was just being cheeky , she was absolutely going to take it seriously. her short dress settles high up on her legs as she adjusts so she’s both comfortable and contently positioned on his lap , and arm wrapping around his shoulders so brace herself. “ you know , this is actually much better then sitting next to you. ” she quips softly , a hand mindless playing with his hair right above the nape of his neck. “ are you having a good night so far ? ” she asks softly ; small talk , but she was also genuinely curious. “ i’m glad i ran into you again. thanks for saving me a seat. ”
