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'Fine.' Clays thought was clear and loud, it rumbled in his head like a growl. He didn't know if Alex could hear it or not, he didn't really care. 'Don't notice me then!' Spite lingered on his next actions like a malicious punishment. 

With a hop he slid over the bar, firmly taking Valyna's hand in hers he gave her that devilish playful smile as his eyes bore into hers. "As long as you need." 

Clay slaps the bar with a loud 'thud'. "Be back, soonish." He says in a mischievous tone filled with undertones of insinuation.

Hastily he drags Valyna by her hand out of the taverns large wooden doors into the cool air of the oncoming night as it began to chase away the light of day.

As the doors close the music from one of the rooms and all the hustle and bustle is shut out. Clay turns to Valyna.

"Soooo...?"
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