You glanced about then to see if there was any fresh air to get away from the party for a bit. You glanced at two sets of glass doors, leading to a small balcony. Rushing to it, you swung them open and quickly shut them, locking yourself away from the party.
You took a deep breath as you sniffed in the cool, fresh breeze, feeling your skin tingle with the frigid wind. You felt goosebumps form on your skin and you shivered upon the contact. Your hair tussled a bit from the air though not crazily.
You glanced over on the balcony, seeing the view of the city. Below you, was originally the streets full of busy people walking around, cars honking at one another and lights twinkling to keep warmth. Up in the sky, it was a dark blue midnight, full of shimmering tiny star dots blazing down on the city. A photo would capture its intensity but to reimagine it as a picture...no doubt you could see the details on it.
You turned back to see people being unaware of your presence overlooking on the balcony. Least with the alcohol in their systems, maybe you'll have a little peace and alone time...
"Hello," said a strong, masculine voice.
You gulped as you looked back to see who it was. Hopefully, not some guy your friend was trying to hook you up with just because you were alone at the moment.
Sitting on the balcony's rail, cross legged, was a man with dark brown/black hair, all tousled up. His mustache and beard were connected, small and trimmed. On one streak of it was white along the sides as well. He was wearing what looked like a cloak with a cape. What got you the most about him though was his eyes. Frozen liquidated, blue, piercing eyes that gleamed at you. You felt your heart stopped.
It began to race as you noticed him leaning on the rail. "Hey, watch it!" you squealed. "You're going to fall!"
The man glanced at his sitting position. "No, I'm not," he said. "Even if I did, I'll float. No need to worry about that.