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“Fucking hell..” whispered Aaron while he starts searching for coins again in the pockets.
He heard footsteps getting closer and closer - maybe there was someone else who needed something to drink - but Aaron had no intention of moving, and kept pulling dirty handkerchiefs, old receipts and candy wrappers off from his jeans.
“Not even a penny, mate? Ah.. the Brexit was really a bad choice, then..”
The unpleasant joke came out of the lips of a guy. A blonde one. A gorgeous one. He had some scratches on his face and a plastered arm, and Aaron pointed to that arm to reply with annoyance:
“Do you want me to break the other one, too?”
And then it all started.