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Marcus needed a drink. There was only so much of Mystic’s favorite love story come to life he could stomach in one night. Even with someone who’s attitude was as infectious as Lyric as your date. He simply didn’t believe in the whole happily ever after bit. He was certain that wasn’t ever in the cards for him. And if he were being honest with himself, he knew he wouldn’t allow it for himself. He’d end up sabotaging things the way he always did. Having that sort of thing thrust in your face like this was enough to make him want to roll his eyes, ditch the reception, and go do a line somewhere. But he wouldn’t couldn’t do that to Lyric.
So, alcohol would help him get through the night. He had just ordered a shot of tequila when a familiar looking brunette wound up just a few spaces away from him at the bar. A chuckle immediately sounded from his lips. “Well, if it isn’t my favorite rock band groupie back in Mystic too, after all these years.”















