{1} maybe one day

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It was a normal Friday night at the club. Mitchel was sipping on a beer and doing a round of shots every now and again, all while watching Cassie.

It had become a sort of tradition of his to go to the club every Friday and watch Cassie. Although they had never really spoken to each other, Mitchel was very much intrigued by her.

She wasn't always at the club. When that happened, it usually led to a bummed out Mitchel going home early, but when she was there, oh my, Mitchel was easily the happiest guy in that room. Or at least the happiest he could ever be.

Something about her made her seem different, Mitchel didn't know what it was, but he was determined to find out.

Perhaps it's the way her hips swayed with the music. Or the way her head tilted back as those colorful pills went down her throat.

Maybe one day he would built up the courage to talk to her.

Maybe one day...

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