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but I just can't, it isn't in my blood

The brunette greeted him in an overly friendly way, and Flynn turned his body towards her, smile widening as he looked her over. She was really fucking sexy. "It just got a lot better, baby," he told her, taking the beer the bartender offered him and having a swig. Eric had never mentioned having so many good looking friends. Flynn spared a quick glance around the room, but his attention was soon back on the hottie. "I'm Flynn," he said, holding his beer out to clink against her glass.



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but I just can't, it isn't in my blood

Flynn had been looking forward to Eric's party all week. He'd finished work early, getting in at the crack of dawn so he could get everything done on time, and written Eric's address down for Lex and Angel before he'd headed home to change. Eric was a good mate, but him living in the middle of nowhere in Wales meant that Flynn didn't get to see him as much as he'd like. They'd gone out and burned holes in the Starlight dance floor just a few weeks ago, but a private party was way better. Flynn hoped Eric had invited some hotties and he was sure Lex and Angel would be hoping for the same.

He made himself a quick tea, not wanting to drink on an empty stomach, and got changed, doing a spin and admiring himself in the hallway mirror before heading out. He disapparated, arriving at Eric's hut with a pop. A couple were sitting on the bench in the front garden, but Flynn glided on by, heading for what looked like an outdoor toilet in the treeline. Flynn burst out laughing as he pulled the door open, poking his head inside to find a jazzed up barn. Nice. His grin was wide as he spotted Eric already dancing with his sister, the room filling up nicely already. Flynn spun into the room and boogied across the barn, singing along to the music loudly until he arrived at the little bar in the back corner. He stopped next to a brunette beauty and gave her a cheeky smile. "Throw me a beer," he said to one of the bartenders Eric had hired for the night. Flynn drummed his fingers on the bar to the beat of the music, humming along happily.



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tag: Lexandro Vincenzo Zabini , Michelangelo Rene Fortescue , Thyme Auburn Warrington and everyone!
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but I just can't, it isn't in my blood

She barely said a word and Flynn was starting to think she was being funny with him until she brought his beer over and he realised that she looked kind of peaky. "Hey, are you okay?" he asked, giving her a good look over. She looked like she might be ready to hurl. "Should you be working? How far along are you?" Flynn knew nothing about pregnancy, but he knew it was hard work and with a bump that size he had to imagine being on your feet for long shifts would be exhausting.



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but I just can't, it isn't in my blood

She finally moved along the bar and Flynn got a better look at her. Gorgeous dark hair, beautiful face, glittering eyes. And a bump up front. Whoa. She was pregnant. That kind of put a dampener on things. Resigning himself to just being friendly, he tried to wipe the flirty look off of his face and went for a friendlier smile as she asked what she could get him. "Another night like the last one," he answered, his mouth moving faster than his brain. So much for not flirting. Flynn groaned at himself and his grin widened. "And a beer. Please."



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but I just can't, it isn't in my blood

He smiled at her as she headed for the door, then turned his back before she closed it. "No, you won't," he said sleepily into his pillow. He knew he wouldn't see Sera again. He'd remember her name, because that's what he did. He remembered things. He remembered everything. How else would he torture himself so thoroughly on a daily basis if he didn't remember every detail of every moment of his life, including the bad times? He was sure tonight couldn't come back and haunt him at any point, it was just one night of fun, but he would remember her name regardless. Flynn got comfy under the covers and closed his eyes, drifting into a dreamless sleep in a bed that would probably need burning in the morning.



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tag: Seraphina Alala Devereaux
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outfit: Bring the beat back.

but I just can't, it isn't in my blood

Exhausted, but not enough to fall into a deep sleep, Flynn's face was buried in the pillow, but he didn't need to see anything, he could feel Sera shift in the bed beside him. And then she wasn't in it at all. She was sneaking out. Grinning into the pillow, Flynn stayed where he was in silent admiration of her cheekiness. He waited until she had zipped up her dress before lifting his head and looking at her. She was still hot, even through sleep filled eyes. "Oh, it's like that, is it?" His smile widened as he watched her. "Meet a sexy man, get him to make you scream over and over and... leave him high and dry in the middle of the night." He propped his head up on his fist, piercing blue eyes fixed on her every move.



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