Kyt was glad at how empty the place seemed. She hung their coats at a booth in a dark corner that seat exactly two, one guest on each side of the table. Then she went with a skip to the bar to find Tony, biting her lip in thought before leaning in from behind and putting her arms around him like when they had been on the bike. There was so,etching more intimate about it when it wasn't for safety on a two-wheeled vehicle.
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