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John took another drag on his cigarette and watched the objects of his affection from across the room. For years he had watched as they circled and fallen for each other, knowing he was too broken to ever have a chance at one let alone both of them.
Bruce and Clark stood close. So obviously in love. So far out of reach.
He closed his eyes and took another drag, savoring one thing he could have.
Until he felt two presences leaning against him, from either side.
“We’re getting tired of waiting.”
“So we decided to make the first move.”