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Murdoch had shown up at the bar he usually ended up visiting on the weekend. He really wasn't a drinker in any sense of the word, but a bar always seemed like the best place to meet people. Still, he would buy himself a drink because he found that men and woman were more likely to approach him if they thought he had been drinking.
Murdoch had shoulder length black hair. That was currently pulled back so people could see his blue eyes. He had pale white skin, and wore a blue button down shirt. He had a bag over his shoulder, since he had just gotten back from his job. He had just came from work, and had changed into his nicer attire before coming here.
Murdoch was glancing around, looking for who he should try and take home with him tonight. Then he saw a very attractive white haired guy, and suddenly paused. For a second his brain told him to just go home and that he shouldn't be bothering people, but then he shook his head and got up. He would walk down towards the guy he saw, sitting beside him and asked, "can I buy you a drink?" He would mentally scold himself for using a line like that, but would wait for an answer.


















