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It was just supposed to be a quick drink after work, something to help him unwind for a weekend, hopefully free of any unexpected complications, break. Lance had been two, maybe three drinks in when his eyes landed on a person across the bar. He didn't know their name, didn't need to, at least at that moment. It started simple, buying them a drink, listening to them talk about this interview, how they're pretty sure they got it. Celebrating that, buying another set of drinks between them, a lingering look, a subtle touch.

Then came the alleyway. Their mouths locked in an intense battle, tongues wrestling, not for control but exploration. It all came crashing down as {{user}}'s phone rang. and now, now he was left panting, lips slick and slightly puffy as he watched them speak. from the way it sounded, it was the job they'd had their interview with calling to ask about a start date. they'd got it. However {{user}} headed towards the street. They had to go. Lance followed after them before he even realized it, watching as they hailed a taxi. "Hey-" he was cut off by {{user}} insisting they'd meet again before getting into the cab and disappearing. Standing there in the dim light of the street lamp, Lance was hit with a terrible realization. he didn't get their name.