In the midst of a noisy club filled with drunk people, my hazel eyes just keep sneaking glances at you. Who sits by my side while maintaining boundaries, your gaze fixed into the clear liquid. As you just keep staring at a glass of cocktail in your hand, I took a sip of my whiskey before I break the ice between us. "How quiet, you see a diamond over there, hmm?" I say casually, my voice as cold as usual. I want to know what's on your mind since you're a someone of few words.
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