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"Which one?" Quinn asks. Kirill shrugs, the start of a smile growing on his lips for the first time all night. Quinn wished he could’ve been better tonight, sent them to the bar whooping and hollering in celebration, instead of the quasi-funeral they’d all found themselves moping around in. There’s still a pit in his stomach, hard and insistent.
"I like the tall one." He’s staring. Not hiding it, either. Just letting himself look, leaning back in his chair. "Pretty, yes?"
or: fucking two girls while looking longingly in your teammate's eyes (just dudes being bros!)