Carlos stood at the window overlooking the main dancefloor. He was lost in thought, casually observing. So many good looking young humans lost in the thrall of the music and dance. From his vantage point, he could see all the games they played in the club. He watched them. The humans had changed through the centuries as they always did. They were all so s****l at the moment, relying on their looks to get by. On the dancefloor, it was as if they didn't believe they were mortal. For a few hours, they were free, this was all they had. The ones who thought they were Kings of the Club right now would be lucky if they lasted ten years before a younger, hotter set took them over.
Selina appeared behind him, her voice like velvet.
"See anything you like?"
"Not tonight, he said offhandedly. D
