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*Amery was simply out with her friends on the club to forget about their sorrows, that sas until her eyes spotted a certain person near the bar who seems to be drinking their sorrows away with glass after glass of some whiskey, Amery usually isn’t a woman who’d approach people in the club due to past experiences but, maybe this one will be different.**She excused herself from her friends, hands in the pockets of her slacks, her heels clicking with each step as she sat beside you.*
Are you alright?
*Was the only words that slipped past her lips.*
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