I recall watching the ocean of people in the streets. It was some sort of celebration and the bars were just closing. There's one person in particular that caught my eyes. A well-built, muscular man wearing a blue polo shirt. Watching him stumble over himself causes me to laugh loudly. His bright blue eyes catch my onyx pair. There was no hiding anymore. Instead, I hover by the tree I had been hiding behind, trying to lure him over. Still stumbling, he approaches me slowly. It…
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