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A quick burst of hot air over her temple that he played off as him adjusting in the booth, “Left is water, right a cherry vodka sour. Which is it, Day?”
Kevin sucked her cheeks in and stared at her options. Andrew watched her reach for the vodka but only to fish a cherry out of the glass. She sucked the stem clean before dropping it in Andrew's own empty water cup. “Don’t fuck up my hair tonight.”
And they settled in like nothing ever happened.
Or Kevin and Andrew fuck in the club bathroom.
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There’s only one way to stop an infection like this from spreading: cut your losses.