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*.. âOuch. That sounds painfully sad.â Though he talked with a smile on his face. When the drink was served, Harley took a sip of it and pointed at the other. âSo! Why are ya, pretty boy, in a bar like this one?â
ââ I suppose it is.ââ Raven shrugged his shoulders seeing their drinks being served, his hand grabbed that glass rather quickly and took a few gulps as he brought the glass to his lips.  He turned his head,  ââ I donât knowâŚdrinking my problems away..ââ he chuckled and shrugged
















