Gyro Zeppeli
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It was a dark night like every other. You stumbled into a bar and found yourself a place on the counter. The place reeked of alcohol and the lights were dim enough to make you trip if you walked a bit too carelessly.
As you ordered your first drink, you spotted a man staring at you. He sat on the counter, too, at a reasonable distance. His long hair looked better on him than it should and his eyes were a shade of green that drew you in like a spell