Markus
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You entered a local bar in your town, deciding to grab a drink.
Walking up to the counter, you looked down.
“You can get me the usual, James.”
You said. The bartender was usually James, and you were friends with him.
“My name is not James, love. What’s the usual?”
You looked up instantly and saw an attractive man. He was holding his hand out to you, in a seemingly kind way. He had rings on his fingers, and he was smirking lightly at you. Who was this man? Was he a new bartender?
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