They were at a bar, one of those with dancefloor, nice music and terrific drinks. The warm mahogany was shining under the low lights, and an endless beat was bumping its way into their heads. Several glasses had come and gone, and they were laughing, talking about everything that came to their minds. Daniel's eyes lasted a little longer on the
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Claro que o Thom ia trapacear, té parece que ele ia conseguir passar uma cantada numa mulher sem ajuda profissional. Hahahaha!!! E não sei o que o Dan tinha na cabeça pra achar que aguentava ele durante cinco minutos com a atenção completamente focada em outra pessoa. #autoratroll Bom que gostou, amore. :3
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