Date: 2015-05-04 02:17 am (UTC)
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[Awwww yeahhhh this strengthens his resolve quite a bit. He smiles and nods.]

Okay, sure.

[He retreats slowly, letting his fingers linger on her arm before he leaves. He weaves through the crowd and returns to the bar, ordering a beer for himself and a bottle of water for her. He drinks the beer in quick sips and feels the buzzing in his brain intensify. He looks around, bobbing his head lightly to the heavy bass line, hoping to pick her out of the crowd.]
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