Part 2: at Le bar

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Jordan's POV

I got dressed, and drove to the bar to meet Taylor. I was wearing jeans and a black Tshirt, my normal outfit. I ordered us a shot each and waited. and waited. and waited some more. But he still didn't come. I drunk the shots, the bartenders nametag saying P.B

"what's wrong...?" she asked me, pouring drinks

"Was expe-" I got cut off by Ant sitting next to me, smiling.

"Sorry I was so late, family shit" he chuckled slightly, ordering us both a drink

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