Till There's Nothing Left

Till There's Nothing Left

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"What can I get for ya?" he asks, flashing a similar smile to the one he gave the previous customer. "Your name," Louis answers, and as soon as it's out of his mouth he wants to bash his head against a wall. He's blown it, there's no way he can recover from this, he's even more certain he's gonna die alone, maybe he should just get a cat because a cat- A laugh penetrates Louis' lamenting and startles him back to reality. "Maybe buy a drink and then I might tell you," the bartender chuckles. "That sounds like a fair proposition. Tell you what, surprise me," Louis says with a grin. "Surprises, huh? Okay, if that's what you're into." // or, the one where Louis just wanted a night out with the boys but he got way more than he bargained for.
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"Can I buy you a drink?" The man looked up from his phone, but not at Louis. He stared straight ahead of him, slowly smiling to himself. "You can, but it won't mean anything," his voice was silky and deep like his cleavage, Louis noticed. "It's a drink, how could it mean anything?" or businessman Louis and escort worker Harry meet at a corporate party and it all seems meaningless until it isn't

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