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That smile nearly sent him into a panic attack by itself, appearing perfectly normal and calm while visible, he waited until he was behind Luka to bite his knuckle, so hard it nearly drew blood. [color=0072bc][i]He's gotta fucking know what he's doing to me[/i][/color] he thought, groaning internally. A cute tease? He would be dead within the hour, but perhaps it was unintentional, which would possibly be even worse, just due to shear adorability. Either way though, he was definetly going to need to get a handle on this "anxiety around cute people" thing, otherwise he would likely have a heart attack walking down the street because he passed a model. Hopefully though, it would become less frequent and less intense with Luka, and they could become good friends, or perhaps more, without the fear of constant panic.

[color=0072bc]"So what's your drink of choice?"[/color]
He asked casually, definetly wanting to keep the conversation flowing, as Lukas voice was like silk next to his own voice, which comparatively sounded like nails falling on rocks.