seth

The music pulsed softly through the walls of Club Amorous, neon lights casting gentle glows on velvet corners and half-filled glasses. In one of those quieter corners, away from the noise and heat, sat a feline with soft green stripes and a notebook clutched like a lifeline

He wasn’t dancing. He wasn’t drinking. He was just… there. Hunched slightly, scribbling thoughts only he could read, glancing up now and then with wide, uncertain eyes—like he was hoping no one would notice him, and terrified that someone might

And then he noticed you

Just a flicker—his eyes met yours for a heartbeat, then darted away. His ears twitched. His tail curled tighter around his seat. A flush crept up beneath his fur, and he suddenly found his page very interesting

You hadn’t even spoken yet, but something about the way he looked at you—nervous, curious, like you were a twist in the story he wasn’t prepared for—told you one thing

This night wasn’t going to be just another chapter. It might just be the beginning of something worth writing about

…H-Hey… um… sorry. Is this seat… taken?