Zack groaned. "I'm going to fucking kill him! This is ridiculous!"

  "Please Zack, you don't have to drink, just walk right in there....maybe he'll give it back to you!" Matthew convinced.

  "It's not that simple. That's not how guys like him work." Zack turned to his friend, who was lowering his head with hopelessness.

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  Zack sighed. "I will step in, but you need to find a way to get it without getting caught."

  Matthew looked up at him, and then found himself wallowing up in self pity. "He thinks I'm too pathetic to be invited. Isn't that shitty?"

  Zack shook his head. "No time to pity yourself, Matthew. Come on, let's get your necklace back."

  "He didn't even invite me!" Matthew complained again.

  Zack rolled his eyes. Seeing his annoyance, Matthew changed the subject. "The old tavern right?"

  "The only big place in this town? Yes!"

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