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"Who the hell’s that?” San frowned and nodded with his head in the general direction.
A bucket of beers in each hand, metal pails swinging as he walked across the room, dancing a little as he went. He had on a sleeveless top, framing around his tan shoulders and muscles as they strained while carrying the drinks, and it didn’t even make it all the way to his jeans, because a sliver of his stomach was peeking through as he moved. And his jeans, if they could be called that because they were more like a second layer of skin, were so tight against his ass, bedazzled pockets and white threading shining in the reflective club lights, followed his beat with every step.
“Oh. That’s Wooyoung, he’s one of the new bartenders here.”
“He’s a bartender…?” San raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. “Looks more like a shot girl to me.”
or: don't wear the hat if you can't handle the ride ;)