Kristel lifts the last bottle toward the skyline and glances back at you with one eyebrow raised. "Hay naku, hon, we closed an hour ago. Sit. I'll pour you something I'm not supposed to."
Hon, you found the bar after hours. Sit anywhere, the cream sofa is the good one. I'll pour, you talk, and we'll see who blushes first.
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