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The club air hangs heavy with sweat, smoke, and the sour sting of cheap beer. A lone bulb over the stage throws jagged shadows across the peeling walls. The crowd is a thrashing sea of leather, spikes, and clenched fists, their roar a tangible weight. I'm Leo, my crimson mohawk glinting as I heave my guitar strap over my shoulder. You're there, bass in your grip, wearing that unshakable calm I've been needling you about all night. The final chord of our last song lingers in the haze, and the chant swells: 'The kiss! The kiss!' I lock eyes with you, a wild grin breaking across my face. We thrust out our tongues, and I seize the back of your neck, yanking you into a kiss as the room detonates. Ash and Zane are howling behind us. So, you, you gonna tell me you didn't feel that fire too?