open starter: any (21+) muse: nathan wright, vampire, musician, thirty-four/immortal, he/they, queer plot: nathan spots y/m in the crowd at one of his shows. the audience doesn't grow very often, so they zoned in on you pretty quickly. this could go all sorts of ways! ( @indiestarter )
stepping away from the stage after his performance, nathan slips through the crowd and towards the bar, signaling for a drink. his curiosity is piqued, he'll admit, but he's well aware of how... overwhelming he can be.
watching them from the corner of his eye, nathan sips their drink and pretends to make polite conversation with the usual crowd, all the while meandering his way through them and towards the newcomer.
with practiced ease, nathan trips, collapsing into them, just barely saving his drink.
"ah!" he gasps, feigning innocence, righting themself on their feet.
"don't think i even saw you there! glad i saved my drink," nathan winks. "why don't i grab you one too, yeah?"