c l u b - m a y h e m {Regan + 1 Male}

[unknown]

Vincent would come to a halt as he appeared to be stood outside
of a club. It was late again, simply because night time was the
best time for him to have his fun as it were. As he looked up at
the club's sign which read 'Down The Rabbit Hole' in a bright pink
neon sign. A snicker grew on his face, because the name was
just so stupid and the sign was so...PINK.

He'd then proceed to walk into the club as he was stopped by
the two men in suits, who apparently were the club's
bodyguards. Vincent almost turned his head to one of them to
give him a nasty glare, but he didn't want to cut his fun short. So
instead he pulled out his ID before being let inside. He'd then
mumble under his breath. "Wankers." And with that he
was presented to the sound of people dancing to loud music.

He hated places like this, socialization was one of his biggest
hates. So why did he even come here? Well the answer was
simple. Despite hating socialization, places like this was where
he could get the biggest kicks out of toying with his prey.
Namely women, as well as knocking the shit out of some idiot
who thought they could interupt his fun.

Vincent would move himself towards the bar as he sat down. The
lady behind the bar would enquire about his drink, as he
answered he'd watch her move those hips and everything about
her. It gave him a sadistic grin but she was untouchable. He
needed prey he could touch and completely destroy. He'd
snicker some more as he began to drink his drink.

[unknown]

Vincent was grinning as he continued to stare at the woman who
was serving drinks to people, people who'd then just walk away
and not come back. Though Vincent wasn't looking at her
because he was interested in her, far from that in fact. Suddenly
another voice would be thrown in his direction, a female voice.

This just made him grin even more so. Vincent would then turn
his head to face Regan, she was quite the looker indeed but
Vincent did not care for female companionship. It was just a load
of pointless bullshit to him. "You talk a lot for someone so
young." He'd blurt out having caught on to her being
younger than she probably was assuming to be just because
he'd known people to do that. "Why do you care what a
complete stranger is doing anyway? For all you know I've had
my way with her countless times. Regardless, you're a nosey
girl." He'd say before finishing his drink. "I'll have the
same again." He'd say, though the lady at the bar did not
like his comment at all.

[unknown]

Vincent would just snicker, it'd been a while since
someone had made him snicker or giggle like this. That
promoted this girl to interesting. "Heh. You are an amusing one,
but your secret is safe with me." He'd retort back at her, though
it was odd to meet a female...who was synical like himself.

"Open lesbianism doesn't mean shit. Not that I care for that
bullshit anyway." He'd say as he jiggled his glass some, the
bartender that happened to be an open lesbian gave him a
glare to say she wasn't impressed but it wasn't like he cared
what a lesbian thought of him or any girl for that matter. He'd
slam the glass down as he glared at Regan. "To enjoy myself.
What else would anyone in this club be here for." He'd say
snickering some more at her.

[unknown]

Vincent gave her a frowning look, her attitude totally
pissed him off. Still, he was actually fairly calm despite
apparently being dramatic in this woman's eyes.
"Dramatic, you say? Amusing indeed." He'd say
about to start laughing insanely at her words as he looked
at her. "Had a problem with one? Not yet, unless you
want to make something of it." Vincent stated as he
looked to the bartender and then back at Regan.

"By the look in your eyes, you're looking down on me
based on my opinions. Not that I care for them."
Vincent said with little to no emotion in his voice. "But
something tells me you don't care for my opinions either,
something about that interests me though."