Valentine's Day was unbearably awful when you were alone. Orla didn't want to be so silly about it; she was absolutely not one of those ridiculous women who needed a man in order to measure her self-worth. She was strong, confident, and a redhead. There were a lot of things going for her. Being single was fun, and she didn't have time for anything
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He should've known better to go to a bar, but there he was sitting at the bar, on his second beer.
It wasn't until a woman squeezed into the space between him and the other faceless man sitting next to him that he bothered to turn his head to look around. He always remembered a red head, but he waited patiently to see if she'd notice him.
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It wasn't until she was starting to step away that she realized exactly who she'd wedged herself beside a moment ago.
"Eddie?" Not that she needed to ask, she already knew it was him. She'd maybe had a little bit of a thing for him since she'd first made friends with Kiki and been exposed more often to her older brother and his best friend. "Why am I so surprised to see you out tonight?"
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When Roger's baby sister first introduced Eddie to her roommate, Eddie vaguely remembered her from Hogwarts. Generally speaking, it was mostly due to her hair. Eddie never forgot a redhead. She'd seemed pleasant enough on most of their encounters and it helped that she was completely gorgeous. The only reason he'd never hit on her was out of respect for Kiki and, in turn, Roger. But there she was, out in public and alone in a bar. Fair game.
Eddie's eyebrow twitched, "I'm surprised that you're surprised," he shot back then took a drink from his half-empty beer. "I don't normally do Valentine's Day," he explained, cocking his head to the side and looking regretful.
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"Is this anti-Valentine's Day thing a statement against the whole commercialized institution or are you less annoying than that?"
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