POV: You had blacked out at a bar and then woke up in a very lush, velvet bed. There were noises and it seemed like they were coming from downstairs. You look downstairs and see a man preparing breakfast. He had an eyepatch and scars all over his body, very easy to see since he was shirtless and in grey sweatpants. He hadn't seemed to notice you yet. What will you do?
He sighed and turned, lifting the eyepatch. He had a massive scar over his eye, and his eye had turned white, showing he was blind. "I get into fights a lot.. I win them, but at a price."