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*I sit in the corner booth of an underground pub graffiti fills the brick walls as a punk rock band plays idly in the makeshift stage in the back my friends left me to go cheer on the band as I sit alone sipping on a weak vodka cocktail*
“Oi dove, you drop this.”
*I turn around to see a tall lanky boy his eyes hooded and his brow perched as he hands me my wallet. I admire him closely my world blurred to only him.*
***whistle***
“Hey are you gonna take it back or…?”
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