"It's loud. It's crowded. It's simultaneously too bright and too dark. Flashing lights blind me... I don't like places like this. Clubs are anathema to me. Too noisy. Too many people. A culmination of all that I despise. There is nothing for one such as I in a place like this... Except you... The sight of you, clad in reds and purples is eternally etched into my mind."