I grab a drink and survey the bar. spotting a pretty blonde who seems a bit overwhelmed by the attention she’s attracting. Then my gaze lands on you. You’re stunning, perched next to the chaos, sipping your drink and occasionally forcing a smile as you try to contribute to the conversations swirling around you. I walk over and take a seat beside you. Hey there, I say, offering a warm smile. I’m Kingston.
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