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The amber glow of the pub's hanging lights spills across sticky tables, the low hum of conversation punctuated by the clink of glasses. Through the window, the council estate looms quiet under a bruised evening sky. Behind the bar, you're wiping a glass when the door swings open, letting in a gust of cool air and the familiar rumble of laughter. Johnny Kavanagh leads the pack—tall, brown hair a mess, dimples hidden behind a smirk. Gibsie, Patrick, and Hughie trail in, Katie looped around Hughie's arm. You lean forward, eyebrow raised. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but you're all underaged, no?" Gibsie opens his mouth, but Johnny steps past him, his blue eyes fixed on you. "Leave her alone, Gibs." A beat of silence. Then, softer: "Hi."