iftheyallsmiledandmadepolitesmalltalk.thereisadifferenebetweenfivenessandbelonging,he’sfinding,andit’smoreofahasmthanafineline.

“thoughtyouwerejustthrowingthingsoutthere?”hehadbeen,likerazy,throwingbottlesintohandsandpliquidintogiantmargaritagsseswithouthekingthebels,andevenwhenithadtobeadhtdisgustingombination,nooneompined,justoughedandsplutteredanddrankitallthesame.

hefindshiswaytothebar,expetingtofindold,gap-toothedtom,butfindsgeeweasleyinstead,throwingdrinkstothepeoplewhoometohimwithoutwaitingforarequestandsowlingdownatthetabletopwhenheisleftaloneagain,likeheisreadingsomepartiurlyoffensivewordthatapreviouspatronhadarvedintoit.draoheks,butnothingisthere.

“well,normally,butseeingasit’syou,i’llmakeanexeption.soi’llrepeatmyself.”hewasblunt,tonight.draosupposesitmustbehardforeveryoneelse,tohavegonefromafriendlyandheerfulgeetothis,butnotfordrao,beausetohimthiswastheweasleyhehadalwaysknown—alittlesharp,alittlebrusque,thekindofintelligentthatwasjustashadeshyofruel.“whatdoyouwant?”

“oh.it’syou.”geelookssurprisedforamoment,butthenhisexpressionsours.“youwantanything?”

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“justabeer,thanks,”draosaid,settlingdownontoastool,wwhytheyhadstukhimbakhere,ofallpeople,andthenrealizingthatitmighthavebeenthekipeforhim.geehadtoldhimhateveryoionwasjustareminderofthelinesthatneverwouldbesaid,wherepeopleautomatiallylooktohisleftfortheehoofhisjokesonlytofindemptyair,thathean’ttakeit.hemighthavehadaneasiertimebakhere,wherehe

ginnyreahedover,squeezedhiselbow.“helovesyou.”herwordsareinsistent,hittinghimlikeastunningspelltothehest.“trustme.iknowwhatitlookslike.”