Dan’s fingers stroked the underneath of his chin as he avoided Jenny’s vicious stare.
I only know their names because I’m listening in on a fight they’re having in the pub, where I drink alone and play pool with others
(never admit to drinking with others it’s always alone. Or else, it becomes a race which I don’t need, much less want).
Jenny’s leaving now…
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