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Rayne stayed beside Alex, jogging as he kept his eyes ahead, not really looking at many of the people in the room with them. A few gave glances but for the most part they were left alone. Although there was a familiar face, not one that the older vampire knew much about in comparison to his counterpart.
With a soft huff, Rayne glanced back towards Aleksander, the clothes feeling nice as he moved. "How you feeling anyways?" he asked, eyes shifting towards his stomach.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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