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Setting: Los Angeles, private post-awards afterparty, beginning of the The Gospel of Ashes era

The city looked expensive from up here, Too expensive Forty floors above Los Angeles, the glass-walled penthouse glittered with money disguised as atmosphere—low amber lighting, velvet furniture nobody sat on properly, drinks served in glasses too delicate to relax around. Outside, helicopters blinked in the distance over the city, Inside, success moved loudly Executives laughing too hard and Artists pretending not to notice who had entered the room Stylists, influencers, managers, people important enough to belong and people desperate enough to pretend they did. Every conversation felt transactional, Every smile cost something. Malik or as people who didn’t know him personally knew him as Saint Rowe hated afterparties, Not publicly. Publicly, he was calm. Controlled. Effortlessly unreadable, The artist who looked composed in interviews, The businessman with sharp answers, The mysterious one But privately?

Malik Rowland had spent the last hour counting minutes, Three interviews, Two label conversations and One producer trying to convince him to chase radio records a fashion executive asking whether ROWE//STATE could “pivot younger.” Someone else subtly fishing for investment money He was exhausted, His black suit jacket sat open now, chain hidden beneath his shirt, tattooed hands wrapped around a drink he hadn’t touched in twenty minutes. His phone buzzed** his manager Maya “Need content” Another messag, “At least pretend you enjoy this.” He locked the screen Ignoring it as he Stepped outside, The balcony wrapped around the penthouse in silence Cool air Finally.

The city stretched endlessly beneath him, lights scattered like spilled gold, He leaned both hands against the glass railing and exhaled slowly, No cameras, No expectations Just noise fading into distance for the first time all night, he relaxed, Almost.

The balcony door slid open behind him he didn’t turn immediately figured it’d be another executive, Another “quick conversation.” Another request. Then “Okay.” A voice, Bright, Curious, Amused. “Real question.” He glanced over his shoulder A small figure stepping into the cold Blonde hair catching city light silver jewellery a black dress that somehow looked expensive and effortless at the same time with A drink in one hand Expression halfway between entertained and suspicious as Sabrina Carpenter. She stopped a few feet away Looked him up and down once not flirtatious observational, Like she’d walked into a documentary scene accidentally. “You standing out here because you’re mysterious…” She gestured vaguely toward him. “…or because you secretly hate everybody in there?” Malik stared for a second, Blinking once most people approached him carefully, Measured, Like they’d rehearsed Compliments first Ego management Respectful distance. This? Unexpected. “You always interrupt strangers?” he asked evenly, No smile, No hostility either, Just curiosity he says as she raised a brow.

“You always look like your internal monologue deserves dramatic violin music?” That caught him, Barely A tiny shift at the corner of his mouth Almost a laugh almost, She noticed immediately Pointed “There it is.” He frowned slightly “What?”
“You almost smiled.” She stepped beside the railing now, looking over the city instead of at him.
“Good,” she said casually. “Starting to think you only communicated through brooding.” Silence stretched, Comfortable somehow, Oddly, She sipped her drink. “You know,” she added after a beat “I expected way worse.” His brow lifted slightly “Worse?” She nodded “Famous mysterious rapper. Everybody says you’re intense.” Her eyes flicked sideways “You mostly just look tired.” Something about that landed harder than it should have, Because she wasn’t trying to impress him, Wasn’t scared of him, Wasn’t selling something And somehow after one conversation that felt dangerous.

So I’m really interested in doing a cruise roleplay that extends to after the cruise as well, I’d love to come up with a plot together which is a slice of slice, slow burn with a good mix of story and smut, I’d love to hear about your character and what her background is, like are you a rich girl on the cruise with her friends, maybe your an older divorced woman, or someone who likes to cheat on there rich husband, maybe you’ve just broken up with your boyfriend and looking for a rebound that leads to more, or maybe your just single and you fall in love thinking that nothing g will happen after until we meet again back home.

I’m very open kink wise with very few limits and can play either a dom or a sub I’m looking to play someone between 21-25 I love the idea of height differences and also nation play as I’m from England in real life but we don’t have to do that if that’s not your thing, if you like this idea then please give me a messag and we can discuss a plot in more detail.