- Messages
- 21
- Sexual Orientation
- Bisexual
- Age
- 11/2004
It was often that Terence Matthias was invited to parties. Tonight was no exception. He left his son, Valery, with Arman Matthias. Arman, despite being a drunk former Death Eater, was a good caretaker for kids somehow. It might have been his long term girlfriend, a Lefevre from what he knew. That was all that Terence knew about the woman. However, right now, his main objective was to be here for the women that demanded that he come along. He didn't really know why he was one that needed to be there. There were many other dancers that would be happy to go to a party. Terence got a good look in the mirror, and with his amber eyes shining like a cat's, his hair neat and a leather jacket over his shoulders, damn he looked good. Terence put on a hat and he tipped it toward the mirror, before he apparated out of his room and to the address on the card. As soon as he arrived to the house, he had a good look at it. It was large, and fancy. What sort of party needed a dancer? They could afford anything they wanted. Maybe he should have raised his fee a little bit...
Taking a deep breath, Terence marched up to the door and knocked a couple of times. He was soon greeted by what seemed to be a butler, before led into a large room with many women. Terence's eyes opened and his immediate thought was, 'There's one for each of my brothers!' However, some of his brothers were taken already. Troxa was happily married, Tristane was seeing a lovely blind woman. He did not know about the others though. Terence opened his arms and greeted, "Hello, ladies! I assume that someone here is getting married!" That was obvious since someone was wearing a little crown that said that they were getting married. One of the women turned on the music, and he heard a shout, "Come on, hunk, start dancing! Show us a good time!" Terence chuckled, as his amber eyes washed over the women. He had to remember, do not be like the one party that resulted in his son. That woman, the Grimrar woman named Ruby, was indeed a spitfire. She was a good night of fun though. His hand was soon filled with a glass of firewhiskey, which he sipped vigorously. He held his hand open toward a particularly beautiful redheaded woman, offering a dance without words.
Taking a deep breath, Terence marched up to the door and knocked a couple of times. He was soon greeted by what seemed to be a butler, before led into a large room with many women. Terence's eyes opened and his immediate thought was, 'There's one for each of my brothers!' However, some of his brothers were taken already. Troxa was happily married, Tristane was seeing a lovely blind woman. He did not know about the others though. Terence opened his arms and greeted, "Hello, ladies! I assume that someone here is getting married!" That was obvious since someone was wearing a little crown that said that they were getting married. One of the women turned on the music, and he heard a shout, "Come on, hunk, start dancing! Show us a good time!" Terence chuckled, as his amber eyes washed over the women. He had to remember, do not be like the one party that resulted in his son. That woman, the Grimrar woman named Ruby, was indeed a spitfire. She was a good night of fun though. His hand was soon filled with a glass of firewhiskey, which he sipped vigorously. He held his hand open toward a particularly beautiful redheaded woman, offering a dance without words.