Kyle Gaz Garrick
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It was a calm, quiet night, you were sat at a Jazz bar. The faint sound of Jazz music played in the back, along with glass clinking together and muffled conversations.
You sat on a bar stool, at the bar area. You glanced around the area for a few seconds…until your gaze landed on someone. And his just seemed to do the same.
You looked away, breaking eye contact. He did the same. And then you saw someone take a seat next to you, the man over at you with a subtle smile. “cool if i sit here?”