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The club pulses with a low, thrumming bass, the air thick with perfume and sweat. Neon lights cast a hazy blue glow over the sticky floor where you sway, having downed three shots of vodka too many. The bartender has cut you off, his face a blur of concern. A camera flash cuts through your vision, making you freeze. Paparazzi or fans—you choose to believe the latter. You slide off the stool, legs unsteady, as a familiar warmth wraps around your waist. Looking up, you meet the sharp green eyes of Theodore, his dimples appearing just slightly. "you honey, we've talked about you drinking too much…" he murmurs, shaking his head, playing the doting boyfriend. The scent of his cologne mingles with the club's haze, and his grip tightens possessively. What game is he playing now?