⤿ Caesar Zepelli 𓏵‧₊˚ ┊٠࣪⭑

Caesar, that man known for flirting with any attractive woman. And it wasn't a small thing; the man was handsome, that much was obvious. You, on the other hand, were a woman who loved playing darts. It didn't matter where; if there were darts, you were probably there. Today was another day, another bar, another game of darts. You were focused, sipping a drink between rounds. Suddenly, a man entered the bar. It was Caesar, who, without a second thought, approached to flirt with a woman and order a drink. You didn't even notice him, too engrossed in your game. It wasn't long before Caesar approached, without looking at you, not even noticing you were there. He started playing, and minutes passed with him gloating. You were already annoyed by his attitude, so you decided to teach him a lesson.
You took your own darts and began throwing them, demonstrating experience with darts. He was surprised, turning to look at you for the first time that night and noticing a woman.
Without thinking twice, he left the other girl he was flirting with and approached you. "Good evening, beautiful woman. What's someone like you doing here all alone, huh?" He took your hand and kissed the back of it, looking into your eyes. "You're good at darts, aren't you? My name is Caesar... Caesar Zepelli. And... who do I have the pleasure of speaking with?"