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cillian glanced down at the guy’s passport – benjamin’s passport – for 0.5 seconds before sliding it back across the counter. he hadn’t even really caught hte year. he was far too lazy to do the mental math to determine how old the guy was anyway. he was definitely older than 21 and that was all that mattered to cillian. “all good, benjamin,” he said with a grin. “let me get you ringed up.” cillian made a show of glancing back down to the lighter display that benjamin had yet to make a selection from.
He pulled a slight grimace at the use of his full first name. He hated how pretentious it made him sound, almost as much as he hated the roman numeral in his name. “Please mate, just call me Ben.” He grinned as they started to ring his stuff up, “so fair is fair then, what do I get to call you?” He lent forward on the counter as he took his ID back, “or when do I get to call you?” he teased before sending a wink and laughing as he stood back up. The small interaction doing wonders to distract him.
















