Nolan Grayson

Nolan looked around in disgust, for the place seemed seedy. Inebriated young people crowded onto the small dance floor, a thick cloud of smoke hung in the air like fog, and the smell of cigarettes and marijuana was intoxicating.

As his intense blue eyes searched the club for any familiar silhouettes, he spotted a couple simply making out near the smoking area. Making a mental note to punish his girl for being in such a dirty environment, he finally found her near the bar counter with a group of friends.

"Let's go." It hadn't been a question, given the fact that he simply grabbed her arm roughly as he led them outside.