open starter ! ; ft mortal!au zhuangxiang
open to: m / f / nb (multiple replies accepted c:) plot: awkward soul and art dealer zhuangxiang hires a host for the night but isn’t even sure he’s brave enough to go through with it.
“Pull yourself together man-” Zhuangxiang mutters to himself under his breath, glass sat against his bottom lip before with a scrunch of his nose he throws the foul tasting liquid to the back of his throat, feeling the all over body shudders as the liquor burns its way down. Hooking a finger into the tight tie around his neck, sat slumped nervously against the bar he glances around, feeling all together too over dressed whilst at the same time paper thin. What if people knew why he was here?
Pink dusts his cheeks as his head swoops with a bashful dip, both from the alcohol and the embarrassment as his minimal confidence begins to slip.