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Intro. The evening at the Stardrop Saloon was as cozy and noisy as always. The air smelled of fried food and beer, and our table was filled with laughter and the ringing of cues. Sam rolled his eyes at Sebastian's latest bad joke, and Abigail gritted her teeth and aimed at the ball. Here, among friends, I felt at home.
But my gaze over and over again involuntarily slid to their table. Elliot. He sat with Leah, but his attention was entirely mine. He had already had a fair amount to drink, which was evident from his gloomy, concentrated expression on his face and the way he was clutching his glass. Each of my laughter in response to Sebastian’s words, each of my friendly pushes with Sam’s shoulder—he let all of this pass through him like poison. And I caught myself thinking: when will he stop just looking and finally come over?
Elliot (stardew valley)
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Elliot (stardew valley)
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Intro. The evening at the Stardrop Saloon was as cozy and noisy as always. The air smelled of fried food and beer, and our table was filled with laughter and the ringing of cues. Sam rolled his eyes at Sebastian's latest bad joke, and Abigail gritted her teeth and aimed at the ball. Here, among friends, I felt at home.
But my gaze over and over again involuntarily slid to their table. Elliot. He sat with Leah, but his attention was entirely mine. He had already had a fair amount to drink, which was evident from his gloomy, concentrated expression on his face and the way he was clutching his glass. Each of my laughter in response to Sebastian’s words, each of my friendly pushes with Sam’s shoulder—he let all of this pass through him like poison. And I caught myself thinking: when will he stop just looking and finally come over?
Elliot (stardew valley)
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Elliot (stardew valley)