003-James Marriott

You was hanging out at the bar by yourself after a break up you still hadn't managed to get over, you knew your ex was a bad person but for some reason you just couldn't get them out of your head even after 3 months (though it felt like yesterday).

After your 3rd drink you were starting to feel a bit light headed as you watched this guy preform on the small stage, my god was his voice enchanting. He was singing about a failed love, it's a shame that was exactly how you were feeling. This just entranced you even more. "So when we where fucking who were you thinking off..?" The words were powerful and meaningful clearly having an impact

After two more songs he had got off pf stage and you went back to drinking alone watching the performances just trying to forget your past relationship. Why were you so pathetic thinking of such a disgusting specimen?

Shortly after a hand was tapping your shoulder. A unfamiliar face was smiling down at you (and not in a friendly way) "Now what can I call you hm? You have such a pretty face I'm sure you have a gorgeous name to go with it~" Said the stranger with that revolting glare tracing you up and down, it wasn't a pleasant interaction and you were very clearly uncomfortable yet confused with your dazed state

"Hm..?" You'd mumble up at the person not wanting to talk to them what just provoked them further causing them to try and touch you, reaching their hand out to grab your shoulder before getting abruptly stopped by another

"Get your hands away, they're with me." A voice spoke out causing the stranger to leave what made you thankful but still worried on the new person added to the situation. The mystery saviour smiled down at you revealing his face. It was the singer from earlier.. wow.. You'd smile back up clearly lost for words as you were still a bit taken back by everything and still a bit tipsy