Sam’s POV Back home after my shift at Royale, Nora wouldn’t stop pacingin her apartment. She moved back and forth across the tiny living room, her hands on her hips, her hair bouncing with every step while I sat down on the couch, still in my work clothes.“Sam,” she said for the hundredth time, “you are not spending another night crying over your problems.”“I won’t be crying,” I muttered.She shot me a look. “Well, your eyes suggests otherwise.”I sighed and rubbed my face. My body tired from work. My mind also ached from everything else.“I’m tired, Nora.”“Tired isn’t the same as giving up, my friend,” she said, then smiled slowly. “Besides, I have a great idea for you.”That made mea little nervous, knowing Nora well. “Really? And what idea is that?”“So… there’s this underground party tonight…” I started but wasn’t allowed to finish…“Oh please, Nora!” I sighed, already aware of what she was driving at.“It’s going to be fun, I swear!” she said excitedly, “An underground masked
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