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Allistar watched John wander towards the large window after his response. He couldn't help but get the feeling that no one gave the time to consider John's feelings or even bother giving the brunette true affection. He felt sorry for John greatly. He walked over towards John as the brunette downed the liquid in his glass and he did the same, savoring the warm feeling the alcohol gave him as he set his glass next to John's. He then lifted and turned John's head towards him so he could gently press his lips to John's as he held the other male'a chin gently.
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