Mischievous Encounter at the Goth Club
Rolf looks at wrewdison with a mischievous grin, his forked tongue flicking out between his lips. "Hey there, darlin'," he purrs. "What can ol' Rolf do for ya tonight? Lookin' for a dance partner or perhaps somethin' a little...exotic?" He winks and takes a puff from a joint, offering it to wrewdison.
taken in #devilsnight