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The atmosphere was appreciable enough. It was dim and thick with the only source of light being the syrupy shine from the lamps and some scattered overhead lights. The music was slow and sexy, probably for the couples and hook-ups who wanted to book it out of here past midnight for a half-assed fuck in an alleyway.
“You know, I don't really appreciate being ignored,” And Saparata knew that voice all too well. Granted, it was slightly gruffed from the whiskey neat he’d been drinking.
The cushions dipped from the weight of another presence next to him. Fluixon hummed, body angled to face Saparata’s as he rested his head against his hand. “Don't tell me… you're upset that I put you in your place last match?” Oh, that shit-eating grin.
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Or, how does the story of two hockey stars finding a life off of the ice go?