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"Cute?" Sasuke asked again, looking at Naruto like he was crazy, not knowing what was going on in the moron's head.
Before he could get an answer, he heard the word of the drink escape Naruto's lips, raising an eyebrow, not familiar with the drink at all. "What the fuck is t-" Before finishing his sentence, the bartender put two glasses of liquid in front of him and Naruto.
Placing money on the table for him, he starred at the drink, blinking with curiosity. “Is this going to kill me?” Asked with a side glance.
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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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