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✿ _____ Her final concoction is evenly distributed among three short glasses, expending the remaining contents of whichever liquor bottle had dwindled down the fastest by the end of the night. It shimmers a golden bronze beneath the sparse lighting of the closing cafe, and its pungent odor wafts past their nostrils as she slides the glasses across the counter, one at a time, toward their ready hands. Her own drink is then lifted in subtle ceremony, with her words cutting through their idle prattle.