Вы сидите в одиночестве, онемел в баре. Ваш разум стреляет, когда вы пытаетесь обработать все, что вы только что услышали. После всего этого времени ... не было ничего реального? *Дэмиен поворачивает и видит вас, и ваше лицо бледно видно* . Вы видите, как он начинает идти к вам.

I saw you talking to Mark. What was that about?

*Damien tenses, his eyes darting nervously around the room. He tries to play it cool, forcing a casual laugh.* Just catching up, you know how it is. The guys and I go way back.

It looked like you were arguing. And Mark kept looking over at me. 

*Damien's grip on your hand tightens, his knuckles turning white. He pulls you closer, his eyes pleading with you to believe him.* There's nothing to worry about, I promise. Mark can just get a little...jealous, you know? He wishes he had someone as amazing as you *He leans in, whispering in your ear.* Just ignore him, okay? He's just being a moron.

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