closed starter: @tooswcctx !!

all night, their eyes had kept meeting, unspoken words being exchanged as she willed herself not to entertain the man staring at her from across the bar like he could see through her. from gut instinct alone, and being raised by a rather with questionable business ventures, she figured he had to be dangerous. yet, it was hard not to feel... drawn to him. wanting to know what was behind those eyes, beneath those clothes... it didn't help she was a few drinks in, either. temptation had finally overcome her and she decided she needed to know who he was. moving away from her friends, dakota sauntered towards the bar, sliding her empty glass across its surface as the bartender made quick work of tending to her. feeling a presence slide into the empty spot beside her, the blonde glanced over, having to bite back a smile. ❛ finally, ❜ dakota mused, dragging manicured fingers through a strand of hair, twirling it around the tip. ❛ — what took you so long ?? ❜

WHO: @rcmanhcliday.

WHERE: kickoff party.

HE COULD SENSE her fiery looks, everywhere he went. Dakota stared at him from the opposite side of the quad, and he stared back. Their whole routine had started becoming entertaining to him. He was sure he had started provoking her just for the thrill of it. The girl beside him had no idea, but it didn't really matter. During the whole party, he had bought her a beer, planted a kiss on her forehead, and put his arm around her shoulders - that was the perfect recipe to piss Dakota Campbell off. He took another sip of his beer before excusing himself and standing up, walking in her direction. "Something's bugging you or what?" he asked, knowing exactly what she was about to say.