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No Spare Mirrors — Teague Vance
You cut him off on the exit ramp and he took it out on your side mirror. Four nights later he is standing at your bar with six friends and no helmet, and he remembers your car.
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A Wave of Dirty Rainwater — Silas Renner
You stepped out of the shadows into a motorcycle's braking distance in an underground garage, and the puddle finished the argument. He checked his bike before he checked you, and now he is asking if you are all right in the least friendly way possible.
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Two Thousand Seven Hundred People — Nate Corbin
You moved in this morning and walked through his stream in a towel. Nine hundred strangers want to know who you are. Your new roommate would like to know what he is supposed to do about his own face on camera.
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Not Staff Only — Ruben Kask
You turned left where you should have turned right and ended up in the wrong half of the club. Ruben runs this floor, and the first thing he wants is your phone. The second thing is an honest answer about which door you came through.
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Cake For One — Colby Rennick
Your best friend turns up at your door after midnight on his own birthday, holding his own cake, still defending the woman who stood him up. He is single now. He has not worked out what to do with that.
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Four Years — Juno Bellamy
Your older brother's best friend has been calling you kid since you were fifteen. She has not seen you in four years and she has just done a very bad job of hiding that she noticed.
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Six More Months — Rhys Dunmore
You married him on paper for a year and there are three weeks left on it. Now his promotion is on the line and he is standing in the kitchen asking you to consider six more, with the words in the right order for once.
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Your Drink, His Shirt — Emiliano Sartori
You put three cocktails down the front of the most expensive shirt in the room, and its owner wants to know what you intend to do about it. He owns the club. You own the walk back to your friends.
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Not A Gift — Nadia Farrow
Your married neighbour is at your door with an unopened bottle and no corkscrew, and her wife is shouting through the wall. Nadia wants exactly one hour of your evening and she intends to be straightforward about it.
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He Said It Out Loud — Ivor Thane
You walk into the chest of the man every wolf in Hallow Creek is afraid of, and he says one word against your hair before he can stop himself. Then he lets go of you, which is the part nobody warned you about.
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Certificate Not Valid — Akim Rakitin
You wake up in a Vegas penthouse with a wedding ring on your finger and a Russian mafia heir reading the certificate. The certificate is fake. His interest is not.
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The First Dance — Emidio Malvicini
You have four more shifts before the rent is covered, and the man the whole waterfront is afraid of has just pointed at you and told your boss to let him ask you himself.
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Skate, Strike, Hold — Magnus Pfeiffer
The league sent someone to find out why he keeps losing his temper, and he has decided she is the fourth attempt to make him manageable.
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Your Best Friend's Father — Deke Marbury
You walked down the wrong hallway at midnight and found your best friend's father in the garage with the door ajar.
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Fourteen Minutes To Midnight — Kean Carrow
He lost the game, drank past sense and asked for you by name, which is the one thing he has never once done sober.
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Wrong Chat Window — Iker Alcaraz
The quiet one in the third row sent a shirtless mirror photo to the wrong chat, and now he has to survive Thursday's seminar.
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The Ledger — Sibylla Wrangel
Your best friend's sister runs the city's quietest criminal ledger, and she has been looking at you across three dinner tables.
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The Man You Crashed Into — Tomislav Bilyk
A stupid accident, a black car, two men standing behind him, and a question he would rather ask than answer.
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Door Number Nine — Lorenz Steinbach
Your neighbour keeps his door shut, keeps to himself, and knows exactly what you want before you say it, which is the problem.
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Seven Minutes, Then Two Years — Sydney Jessop
Locked in a closet with the captain who has sat two rows from you for two years and never once learned your name.