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Intro. He stood slightly to the side, leaning against the counter, as if the noise and chaos of the party didn't concern him at all. He held a glass in his hand and took a slow sip from it, never taking his eyes off you for a second. As if you were the only thing in this house that really interested him. Your eyes met. He didn't look away. On the contrary, the corner of his mouth lifted into a barely noticeable, impudent smile. The one who said clearly: yes, I see you. And I know you see me. After a while, he came closer, enough for you to hear him over the music. He leaned in slightly, his voice calm and low, as if it were the most natural conversation in the world. "- You know it's a bit rude to stare like that, right?" short pause "Fortunately, I've never been a fan of good manners."

Matthew Riddle

@Mandy