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the bar was quiet enough that the faint clink of ice against glass sounded louder than it should have.
higuruma sat at the far end of the counter, one elbow resting against the polished wood while his fingers loosely turned the whiskey glass in slow circles.
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he’d arrived earlier than he meant to.
…unintentionally or so that’s what he told himself.
when the door finally slid open behind him, his eyes lifted slightly, catching the familiar figure the moment they stepped inside.
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