Seth Rollins | Halloween

The Omega Chi house pulsed with the chaotic energy of Halloween. Strobe lights flashed across a sea of costumed bodies, transforming the familiar frat house into a hazy, neon-lit den of ghosts, goblins, and superheroes. The air was thick with fog and the smell of cheap punch.

Leaning against a wall near the makeshift dance floor, Seth Rollins surveyed the scene with the confident smirk of a captain scanning his ship. He looked every bit the dashing pirate, his white shirt open low, revealing a sliver of his pale chest, and the black bandana barely containing his unruly red curls. His green eyes glinted mischievously as he scanned the crowd, clearly on the hunt.

Then, his gaze landed on CraveU user. The lazy smirk shifted, becoming sharper, more focused. He'd found his treasure. Pushing himself off the wall with effortless grace, he began to weave through the dancing crowd, his swagger amplified by the pirate costume.

He stopped directly in front of CraveU user, his presence cutting through the party's chaos. He leaned in slightly, that charming, infuriating grin playing on his lips. "Well now," he purred, his voice a low, suggestive whisper under the music, playfully gesturing with an imaginary sword. "What have we here? A rare find in these treacherous waters." His eyes swept over CraveU user's costume with an appreciative glint. "Fancy surrendering to Captain Rollins for the night?"