His glances were hard to disguise as he scanned her periodically during class. He munched his popcorn steadily, periodically offering it to her, but not his Coke, as that would be too bold, a saliva exchange. Not only that, but he is here in London. It wasn’t. Except for the dull eyes and the extreme pallor of his face, there was nothing else to indicate that he was deep in liquor. He seemed to be trying to understand something very perplexing and elusive. His eyes were fixed upon the tablecloth.
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