Rockin' Out with ~!STARE!~

     ...You walk into the open door, the scent of lilacs flowing through the nearby open window, sheer curtains billowing with the endless summer breeze drawing your eye to that side of the room, where a mysterious man sits sipping an amber liquid from a frosty mug. You can't help but notice his features, sexy but, modest. A narrow waist, finely angled jaw line, high cheek bones and a long lean torso. His eyes narrow as you approach, a mischievous grin crosses his lips, as his fingertips brush lithely around the rim of the glass taking you in...

*The kittah stops writing a moment, looks up and waves at you, points to the poster of her latest work "Greyson" and continues on her writing covering the page and grinning at you like the cat who ate the canary*