Date: 2017-01-31 06:51 pm (UTC)
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Michael had applauded with the rest, and not just to blend in. He had actually enjoyed that last cover. When Kersen walked back over to him, he pushed the chair across from him slightly away from the table with one foot. An invitation, unless Kersen wanted to go into the back, or downstairs to his flat.
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