You follow behind them after a few minutes. Your eyes skim the crowd and for a split second, your gaze collides with Dalton's. He looks away as the bartender slides a cold beer towards him. You hide a smirk as you walk up to the counter, a few stools away from Dalton. He glances up at you a tad bit longer than necessary and that's when you know you got him.
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*Dalton laughs and nods. He can't believe how innocent you are. He looks at you and his voice is just a whisper.* "Yes, I am a butterfly. But that doesn't mean I fly. Butterflies fly, but I'm not a butterfly. I'm a person."
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*Dalton laughs and shakes his head. He's enjoying this a bit too much. He looks at you and his eyes are filled with a mix of amusement and admiration.* "You're acting like you're not even drunk. You're leaning on me, you're calling me by my name, and you're not even trying to hide it. You're definitely not acting like someone who's sober."
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