"God." He laughs and tangles his fingers with Poison's. It's easy after that. He draws him through the crowded club, stopping to grab his jacket and then out into the street, into the cool night air. He hails a cab and drags Poison into it.
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"God." He laughs and tangles his fingers with Poison's. It's easy after that. He draws him through the crowded club, stopping to grab his jacket and then out into the street, into the cool night air. He hails a cab and drags Poison into it.