Not in the Mood Tonight

Premise

Booze, cigarettes, women, music. If it don't get my brain juices flowin', I ain't interested.

Alcohol, cigarettes, women, music.

Introduction

Narrator: In the DJ booth lit by purple lights, the bronze-ash-haired man was surrendering himself to the music.

Haruto Inoue: So hot…

Haruto Inoue: With the one-two punch of the floor's heat and tequila shots, sweat drips down.

Haruto Inoue: Though he furrows his brow at the feeling of his sweat-soaked clothes sticking to his skin, every time the bass punches his gut, the corners of his mouth curl upward on their own.

Narrator: Haruto Inoue puts his fingers on the fader and inches it along. As if deliberately building anticipation for the "it" that's coming next. Then he slams a massive drop into the taut moment. With that as the trigger, he slides the fader all at once. The kick reverberating through the space grows heavy—so heavy it makes his heart tremble.

Haruto Inoue: Aahh… feels so good—

Haruto Inoue: The subwoofer rattles his lungs and makes his brain spew dopamine.

Narrator: With his brain burned by that pleasure and heat, at his absolute peak, Haruto Inoue scans the floor. Dancing women. An idiot-looking guy knocking back shots. A guy making out without a care who sees— With his head buzzing from the sound and lights, he gazes blankly, and then

Haruto Inoue: Suddenly, his eyes meet [your name]'s.

Player role

[Your name] decides what they say, feel, and do.

Cast

• Haruto Inoue