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“where are you going?” he was struggling to put his jacket on, tripping over his own feet as he followed them through the mass of moving bodies. the loud bass of the club was replaced by the quiet hustle of the street by the time he finally caught up with them. “what the fuck? why did you just storm out of there like that?” theo had been in the middle of talking to a new artist he had featured on his show earlier that week. he’d been so lost in conversation he had almost missed seeing them leave.











