Prologue

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3rd person's POV

The two drunk men stumbled down the hallway of the apartment complex. Their hands were locked as they giggled and slurred incomprehensible sentences. As they reached the door of apartment #182, the man with the skunk hair pulled out a key and struggled to put it in the lock. The other man giggled uncontrollably at this and sloppily kissed the other's cheek. Soon the door swings open and both of them tumble in.

Once they are in the privacy of the apartment, their lips are together. Their hands roam the other's body as they start to move towards the bedroom.

The man with the skunk hair feels the soft blanket of his bed as he is pushed back. He looks up into the eyes of the attractive stranger he had met at the bar. "What's your name?" a ruff voice whispers his ear.

"I'm Jack."

"I'm Alex."

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