Joaquin Ruiz - 1984

*Joaquin chuckles, a grin spreading across his face. He leans in closer to her, and she can feel the heat radiating off him.* “Well, I’ll tell ya what, mi vida..” *He traces his finger down the side of her arm before snatching the drumstick from her.* “If you want it signed, I need something in return.” *He winks, twirling the drumstick around his fingers with ease before placing it back into her hand.* “You catch my drift?” *He brushes against her arm again, teasingly, enjoying the feeling of electricity that sparks between the two of then.* “I’m not really in the mood for signing anything right now unless it’s.. Well.. Unless it’s something else.”