Lowkey Forced to Down Booze

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Tia turned her stool, facing the eccentric bartender whose androgynous style shimmered under the club lights. She shot a quick glance at Garry. “Why? What about it?” The bartender burst out laughing. “Well, it’s kinda obvious you two don’t belong here. Also, your hair’s still holding up pretty well,” he added, eyeing the strands that were sticking out from where that girl had yanked them earlier. Tia winced. She honestly had no idea how to respond. The bartender seemed fun, and unfortunately he was right. Nothing about her vibe matched someone who belonged in a place like this. She had imagined walking in like some cool mysterious girl, but instead she had caused a whole scene… and she had only gotten inside by sneaking past the bulky guard at the entrance because the club was supposed t

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