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Enjin takes a drag. After earlier, he needs it. “How old are you? Eighteen?”
Zanka stands up straighter and puffs his chest out, wrongly proud to be older than Enjin’s guess. “Nineteen.”
God, he’s still a fucking teenager.
“This isn’t what you think it is. That back there? It’s part of my job. You know, acting. It’s how I get tips.”
“But I don’t have a lot of money.”
Enjin knows this, and still, he egged Zanka on. Almost like he enjoyed it. That, he’ll keep to himself. He doesn’t want to give Zanka any more ideas than he already has.
“Right. So, go back inside. Find someone a little more appropriate for your attention. I can promise you, Zanka, it’s not me.” The boy looks like he might cry. “Hey, hey. Don’t do that. It isn’t you. You’re nice. Cute. A real catch, I’m sure. I’m just too old for this to be anything seri—“
A hand knots in the collar of his shirt, and suddenly, Enjin is jerked down. Of all the things he expected to happen here, Zanka having the balls to try and kiss him was last on the list.
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OR, Zanka shoots his shot at the local club bartender. It... works??