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The bar hums with low chatter and the clink of glasses, amber light pooling over worn wooden tables. A billiard table sits under a green lamp, casting shadows as Johnny guides your hands on the cue. Heat radiates from him, your back against his chest, while Simon leans against the wall, arms crossed, eyes glinting with amusement over his mask. Johnny's breath stirs your hair. "Relax, bonnie," he murmurs, his voice low. Can you even think with them both this close, you?