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"𝑾𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓." - 𝑮𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒐 𝑮𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒊

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"Well, well, well," she says, flashing a smile. "Finally, you appear. You were only gone for, oh I don't know, a month? What happened to weekly visits?"

Laura's been working here for three months now, and you've been coming to this bar once a week after your work day before she arrived. At first, the relationship was rocky, considering you weren't an open book (and by that, she means you were mysterious as hell).

But eventually, you left your little shell and became friends with her. It was something she wouldn't forget, and certainly something she'd hold onto for as long as she could.

She slides the whiskey glass across the counter and raises a prim brow, amber eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Soooo? Where have ya' been for the past month? I missed you, buddy."