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“I-I’m sorry,” he spat out, feeling embarrassment flood his face and turn his cheeks a shade of pink. He was taken back by her swearing; not used to being around such words too often, not since his ex had died at the very least. His grief for his deceased fiance had struck a hole in his heart again, tearing it to shreds. The more he looked at the woman beside him, the more he fell for her, but at the same time - the more guilt that built up inside of him. “I can’t move on. I-I just can’t. I don’t know how to...I don’t think I’ll ever know.” His head dipped; unable to hold eye contact with her for any longer, especially as his bottom lip began to quiver. “Even though she’s no longer here... I still love her. |That’s not fair on you.”

Seth didn’t like the situation he was now in; asking Kisa for help on a job was a near failing for him. He hated the idea of her involved, especially since Richie had no idea about it. But he was, somewhat, desperate. There was no way that him and Kate could do this without her. It would be game over for them, and back to jail for him. There was no way that he would allow that to happen. What’s worse is that Kate would probably go to jail too, something he would not let happen. They stood around in his loft, looking over the plans, when he heard a knock on the door. He took a deep breath, moving to open it. ‘Time to play nice.’ He said, more to himself than to Kate. Opening the door, he tried his best to smile, but couldn’t really manage it. ‘Didn’t actually think you’d show.’ He said, standing back to let her walk into the apartment. 

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Grace wasn’t really one to hang out in bars but she’d been part of a work night out and had for whatever reason decided to stay even when everybody else had gone home. Perhaps it was something to do with the guy at the bar whom she kept making eye contact with. The blonde couldn’t help but eventually wander over to him. Grace had always been expected to get married young, but it had never happened so she’d thrown herself into wedding planning instead. “Hi,” she spoke gently having approached Holden, resting her arm on the bar. “You seemed to be looking at me... so I thought we should probably at least get each other’s names. I’m Grace.”

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How he’d got himself involved in helping set up his best friend’s equipment for a gig, he didn’t know. Aaron didn’t usually do things for people unless he was getting something out of it himself so this was a very rare occasion. He’d been carrying the equipment to the stage when he felt Devi’s eyes on him. She was his best mate’s little sister, but he was too obvious to notice that he’d ever met her before. “What you staring at?” he questioned, narrowing his brows. “Just another little groupie wandering around? Is he shagging you?” Aaron questioned with a chuckle, gesturing with his eyes towards his friend.

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She’d been spending her Saturday afternoon at the farm. Helping with the horses and feeding the other animals. To end her afternoon she’d decided to ride her horse around for a bit, only she approached the gate out of the farm to find a car parked right in the way of the exit. Sitting on the horse she sighed loudly; eyes gazing for somebody who might be able to move it. “Oi,” she shouted after moments of waiting for someone to appear. Lise recognised Logan and like with most strangers, she didn’t like him. “How the fuck am I supposed to get out with your shit car right there?”

“Baby, bring a lemon and a bottle of gin. We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM.”

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"She was trying to reach over me to get her damn drink that time, are you mad?” he responded cluelessly, not even noticing the other woman was in the room, despite spending most of the day trying to fool her. “I thought the plan was to get her money and scram?” He walked closer to Lucia, frustration causing frowns on his face. Aaron pressed his hands down on her shoulders. “How are we supposed to do that if you won’t let me touch her?! Just... leave it to me, alright!”