Stop and chat with the bouncer when he's got a moment.
From Create Your Own Story
You hang back a bit, but once the customers move on, you step up near the bouncer, a little awkward. The entrance is one of the few places in the bar still lit well, and once again you notice the short dark hairs that spill out from the neckline of his STAFF t-shirt. He has a slight musk to him as well, a little sweaty from the night in the warm bar.
He notices you, and smiles that almost-mean smile. "Hey, how's the birthday going?"
You're a little pleased he remembers. "It's going okay."
He laughs, "I saw you moving about. How many dicks you had so far?"
You blush, and he smirks.
"Don't worry. That's the fun of blackout night," he grins, and nods to another passing customer, then turns back to you. "You heading home for the night?"
You say...
