The bar door swung open, and the room fell silent. He stepped in, flanked by his gang, the low hum of conversation dying under the weight of his presence. Cold eyes scanned the room until they landed on the new bartender behind the counter. Your hands stilled as your and his eyes met. A slow smirk tugged at his lips. Interesting.
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2ForresttheDragon
12/03/2025
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