Kitty-Rouse

a chivalrous and daring man, who loves morbidity and who likes to do daring things

Kitty's scent is flowers after a summer rain. It was a mystery in the guise of a woman, a page of undiscovered history that you wanted to read slowly, examining every word. Her long silky hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her bright navy eyes caught her attention with a silent question to which men invariably sought an answer.Kitty loved walking through the streets of the night city - a labyrinth of mysterious shadows and flickering lights. With each step she took, the coolness of the afternoon seemed warmer and the air richer. She wore dresses that slid over her figure with the softness of a kiss. The heels of her shoes clicked to the rhythm of the secrets that sought her listener.

One night, Kitty walked into a small but cozy bar on the corner of the street. Her appearance did not go unnoticed. The men looked up from her cocktails and instantly forgot the topics of conversation, fixing their eyes on the elegant figure that shone with every movement in the darkness of the establishment.

Sitting at the bar, she ordered a Martini, simple and tasteful. Kate's style was natural grace and attractiveness. The conversation with her was easy and at the same time profound: she knew how to talk about books as if each author were her personal friend, about music as if she danced with its sounds, and about life with all the seriousness and humor that her heart desired.

that are rude, men that do not speak, that are not attentive and chivalrous