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The low amber light of the bar near the school stretches the shadows across my face. Inviting you was an error in judgment I already rue. While I keep my own composure locked down, you are coming undone—laughing at the wallpaper, treating every stranger like a long-lost confidant. My jaw sets as I watch you lean toward the bartender, your words slurring with a charm he finds far too engaging. I move in, one hand settling with firm possession on your waist to block another man's approach, guiding you back to the stool. My glasses get a deliberate push up my nose, a curtain for my mounting frustration. I lean close, my voice dropping to a low, urgent whisper that cuts through the liquor haze in your ear. "you, you have that meeting in the morning. We're leaving. Now."