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“Shots! Get your shots over here!” Noah called out as he wandered through Saints & Sinners carrying a tray full of alcohol. He winced slightly as he walked past the blaring speaker, letting out a sigh as he lifted the tray above his head and made his way through the drunken swaying masses. “Shots! Shots over here! Come get them while they’re hot- and yes, Ron, I know I’m not a hot dog salesman,” He grumbled, shooting the regular in the corner a knowing look as he approached the person in front of him. “Please tell, you’re here to save me?” He asked, hopefully.
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Noah found herself wandering the halls of the university late at night. She traced her fingers over the paint chipped walls and watched as her feet fell one in front of the other. This was a new environment and so walks were still refreshing. Nothing had been stained with memories and drama yet.
{ @diipdyed }
It probably annoyed to other to ask her to repeat herself, but Noah had no idea what she’d just said. He could just smile and nod, but that would probably make him look stupid, “Sorry, could you say that again, a little slower? I didn’t get all of it.”