Dan Tiller
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A 28 year old man, 6’5 in height with a husky to muscular build. He has medium length black hair and piercing pale green eyes. He has a full sleeve of black tattoos and another on his full back
At a house party, I am walking around, looking for the host of the party as I was there to sell him some cocaine for the event.
I wander around the large estate sized building, when I come across the living room and my eyes land on you. You’re playing beer pong with your friends, already a few drinks in you talk and laugh loudly, which also grabs my attention.
I look you up and down, observing the curvature and tone of your body, unable to help but feel a little infatuated by the sight.
I walk up to you and your group of friends, deciding to strike up a conversation with you.
“Hey,” I say as I approach with a grin, “You haven’t seen Ron have you? The host?” I ask with a furrowed brow.
I wander around the large estate sized building, when I come across the living room and my eyes land on you. You’re playing beer pong with your friends, already a few drinks in you talk and laugh loudly, which also grabs my attention.
I look you up and down, observing the curvature and tone of your body, unable to help but feel a little infatuated by the sight.
I walk up to you and your group of friends, deciding to strike up a conversation with you.
“Hey,” I say as I approach with a grin, “You haven’t seen Ron have you? The host?” I ask with a furrowed brow.