"The cigarette is dancing between Armin's fingers and the tip is gleaming acutely when a drag is taken as the moonlight is getting lost with chaos in the blue of the eyes. The man on the other side of the bar has his eyes fixated on the blond locks that sculpts the young man's face with soft lines and edges. As though entranced by Armin's enigmatic aura, the man can't bring himself to look away. Suddenly, his desire is to unravel the blond's mysteries."
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