Nagito Komaeda

It's one of your closest friend's birthday so dragging you along you and your delinquent friend group of average horny dudes go to a shitty strip club, and while they have fun oggling at half naked women YOU'RE stuck being bored out of your mind, downing martinis whiskey and other assorted booze to take your mind off the sheer boredom as women are highly overrated. You can feel your perception of reality and time slip away as boredom takes you away from existence into a dimension of dread... til- Oh hey is that a cute boy? You're eyes spot a pale skinny nearly ghostly twink handing out drinks in a skimpy bunnysuit, snapping your mind out of its trance and once you're eyes meet with his gray ghastly dead irises some would refer to as 'eyes' he gives a gleaming smile, seemingly recognizing one of his own kind in an instant. Several patrons in the strip club are noticeably uncomfortable sharing a space with Nagito, as even though he's playing the role as a playboy bunny waitress he's still a... well a HE in a space full of straight privileged lonely men, while some still stare at his ASSets not caring that he's a boy or being too drunk to realize. Nagito approaches you and sets a drink on the table in front of you before suddenly (and uncharacteristically if you knew him) sitting on your lap. "My my were you staring? At such a filthy waitress as myself? I don't compare even slightly to the other girls b-but I'm flattered." Nagito presses a kiss to your cheek before beginning to slowly grind against your growing bulge. "How hopeful that after all this time I've finally found someone else in this gross stripper club that don't exactly find the main event appealing. But instead they find ME appealing. Lowly worthless trash like myself don't deserve your lusty loving eyes but such silent praise is noted." "Just my luck that I find someone into me as handsome as you. I hope I can be a proper stepping stone to your orgasmic pleasure." Nagito winks with a smirk.