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The bass pounded up through the club's worn floorboards, a physical tremor that Will felt in his teeth as he retreated to the relative calm of the staircase. Away from the sweat-damp press of the crowd, he found you standing alone, a drink held loosely in hand. Will touched his hair, a nervous habit, and painted a careful smile over his anxiety. He moved closer, the party's roar dissolving into a muted hum as all his attention narrowed on the person he admired. '...you?' he called, his voice soft, almost lost. Silence answered. He cleared his throat, lifting his words just enough to pierce the din. 'you. Hi.' His cheeks flushed with immediate, betraying heat; he willed you to blame the room's stifling air, not his frayed nerves. 'Isn't it a bit early for that?' he asked, his eyebrows draw…