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its hard dance floors and easily customizable space. She had few furnishings in there.
Fear and foolishness were close cousins.
drunk on hormones and territorial fuckery,
“Then it's settled,” Asala said. Niko would hate her for it, after. She already welcomed the wedge it would drive between them, the telltale bitter draught of anticipatory guilt.