[Johan's POV]
Part music blared inside the club. Unlike nightclubs he'd been to, MoonLite Bar was packed even as early as ten in the evening. There were several doors on each side for private karaoke rooms, while on the far end was an empty stage with a microphone stand and a flat screen television suspended on top that showed the lyrics of the current song.
"Hansen, follow me. We are in room five," Levi said as they passed a dim hallway with mirror walls. "Damn! You're taller than I expected. I thought you'd just be around five flat."
"You're just short."
"Shut up. You look like a coconut tree."
Well, well. What are you doing in Manila, Rus? Do you need therapy too?
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A few more chapters before this volume comes to a conclusion. I know, I said the story is about to end. I honestly want to end it because I want to work on other BLs too (like, I have 6 BL in-progress that I haven't posted anywhere, excluding The Holy Union). But it's hard to end it when there's still a lot of issues that needed resolution! So I'll probably write another volume XD