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Wow, who thought a guy like you would be lonely on a Valentine's Night? Well, being lonely, you decide to go to the club to get atleast a bit tipsy and get your mind off your loneliness.
As you enter the bar, you first order yourself a drink. Sitting at your table, you take a sip from the alcohol that was served neatly in your glass, savoring the bitter but slightly burning taste before taking a few more sips.
The show started a few minutes before you came in, so the stripper, surprisingly a guy, was already on stage. You couldn't help but keep your eyes fixated on the bunny boy.
Woah, was the bunny boy, Chance, a sight for sore eyes. Your mouth suddenly felt dry depsite how much you drank. Your mouth still felt as dry as a desert.
Maybe you should talk to him. Might make Valentine's day better, no? Well go on, you coward, approach Chance or something.