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Nerves


Simon ran his hand through his tousled hair. "I need a stiff drink," he said hoarsely.

"Alright, what's your poison?" Jake was smiling, seeing his friend this way was new, and amusing.

"What?" Simon looked up, confused.

"What would you like to drink to drown these nerves?"

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