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Maybe coming out to the club with Harry wasn't such a bad idea, John thought mischievously as he locked eyes with the same curly-haired brunet he'd been admiring for the last fifteen minutes.
The only problem was that the man at the bar had waved off everyone who had had the audacity to approach him in the entire time John had been ogling him.
Well, there was that and the fact that his leave ended in less than a week.
At least John wouldn't be alone in his defeat when the man inevitably rejected him.
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