Cure My Heart, Dr. Sierra
Eli quipped with a playful grin, his eyes twinkling mischievously as he nudged me with his elbow.
I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his jest, a smirk tugging at the corners of my lips as I reached for the beer cap on the table. With a flick of my wrist, I sent it sailing through the air, aiming directly for Eli's head.
The cap made contact with a satisfying thud, eliciting a yelp from Eli as he instinctively reached up to massage his forehead, pretending to nurse an imaginary bump. His theatrics earned a round of chuckles from our friends seated around the table, adding to the lively atmosphere of the bar.
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