"If I let you." Meta stated with a grin as he held onto sigma at the moment.
((I totally almost called sigma York. XD))
"Send the guy a few annonimis tequila drinks. After two or three, or ten, he should be ready." Omega whispered, smirking as he waved down the tender, telling the tender to give the guy at the end atleast five shots of tequila with a strong proofing and with that, the tender nodded and did as paid to do.











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