Tonight wasn't his usual night at all. For the first time in three years he hadn't brought someone home, too concerned with whether or not the woman he had met might have seen him with them--too contemplative about who the woman was beneath her reserved veil. He didn't want to spend the night with anyone else other than her at this point. For the first time in weeks, he hadn't brought home any alcohol to accompany him as he aged prematurely on his maroon couch. For the first time in his life, he was ready to play hide 'n' seek, simply over one woman who may or may not have acknowledged his existence. Tonight was far from his usual nights.
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