— nixon had finally arrived at the wake, being fashionably late as always. he was told to be at his best behavior but, this was nixon d'amour.. he was trouble wherever he went. the male glanced around the area, recognizing faces time after time until his eyes finally fell upon the free bar. with a smile, he managed to move passed the crowd of people before reaching on the bar. nix sat up on one of the bar stools, catching the attention of one of the bartenders. "could you be a doll and get me a scotch, babe?" he winked at the bartender, his charm evident in his sparkling brown eyes. after a while, nixon glanced down at the scotch before picking it up and taking a sip. it was then when he could see a figure approach the stool next to him. nix arched a brow, turning a head towards them as they sat down. "you look ravishing as always." he spoke in a seductive tone, a smirk slowly creeping on his face.
