the band finishes their final piece & I, along with the rest of the crowd, scream out for an encore that we don't end up getting, the lights coming on in the little venue as everyone scatters to pay their drinks tabs, use the toilet & buy merch. I join the bar crowd having bought & slipped on a sleeveless T before, ordering 1 last ale before cashing out. It's as I'm halfway through the pint that I hear your voice call my deadname through the crowd & I tense, hoping you're calling someone else
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