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Kolekcja męskich fartuchów zaprojektowana na urodziny warszawskiego Kiti Baru z Kruczej 6/14

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How to deal with problems according to mambar?

okay, like this has started as a magician matteo au, but then i got carried away with mambar fantasies like i am not sorry am i even ever but it should explain why its such a mess 

Ambar and Matteo weren’t the most romantic couple from the start. Obviously, they looked together always incredibly classy and mesmerizing, but there were no deep feelings hidden behind the facade. Despite, they were still called during times of their highschool the power couple of Blake. That was a nice statement, that they enjoyed, but later being together since both of them went studying on different unis have become more and more tiring so they put away everything apparently unnecessary, that was involved in being a couple and let they relation transform into a friendship with benefits. More beneficial one for both of them. So neither of them by all means was complaining about it, enjoying the freedom, but still counting on reliance in each other. They could not stay in touch for weeks and then if something sparked (or has happened something that they didn’t want to deal by their own), they spent each and every evening together: meeting at someone’s place, attending various clubs with better or worse reputation and drinking away all the stress and issues. Finally, if mood was right, (and it more often than not was) ending up together in bed in a really unplatonic way.

Lets make out

„I saw it, you were hiding one under duvet.”- sighed blonde girl and supported her head with a hand. She raised her eyebrow, watching attentively as boy next to her was shuffling cards. He looked up for a second and rolled his eyes.

„You know, if I would like to make it 100% believable, I would be now flirting with you. The thing I am showing you its just a technic, you are missing the largest part of magic. ”- Matteo winked at her and nudged her bare leg with his foot. “Though, if you want to experience, what I let my fans feel, Ambar just say a word.” He deftly collected all the cards into a pile and laid out in front of her. “Choose one and I assure you, it will be the one you saw at the beginning”. Ambar snorted and sat up a bit, pulling up the duvet with her. She shrugged her shoulders with disbelief and reached for the first card from the left.

“Matteo, that’s not my card.” She turned the card to let him see.

“But doesn’t the queen of spades, suit you more than five of hearts.”

“Oh, just admit that you are a shitty magician.”

“Never, but good for you, that I am better at other things.” He took the card from her hand throwing it away and put a hand on a back of her head making their lips meet. Her fingers curled in his hair pulling him even closer. The corners of his mouth lifted into a smug smile didn’t disturbing the kiss.

“As I said better kisser, than magician”- she murmured between kisses he planted on her jawbone.

2. Lets go out

That night was called by the blonde herself, which meant her life wasn’t as perfect as away. She wanted to go out, be as a loud as she can, and show everyone, though the most important herself, she is here fully in control, lusted and admired without any exceptions. She picked KitiBar one of the most busy and popular student clubs in town. Not so pricey alcohol, great music and invitingly huge dancefloor tempted everyone to come here to use the night to its fullest.

As it was a Friday night, place got crowdy, but thanks to Ambar’s good relations with menager, they had had still saved a table. Both of them were already after a couple of drinks and world was slowly becoming more simple and topics were brought up more easily. Blonde was sipping at her pineapple mojito listening Matteo talking about some unimportant uni stuff. Obviously his stories were as always incredibly witty and engaging, but cutting this short, Ambar wasn’t buying his shit. She was able to pick up that stories stand as a mindless small talk just to fill the silence and take her attention from him. Ambar rolled her eyes and holding nothing back interrupted him in the middle of the sentence.

“I don’t know, where you go this idea Matteo, that I will take this bullshit, but you should know that am clearly seeing that your off yourself, so please either you tell me about it, or forget this shit for good and lets have some fun.” She shrugged her shoulders and finished her drink, then placing a glass on the side. “You know, what” Alcohol started seriously getting into her head. “You should really find yourself a girlfriend.”

“What are you even talking about? I was sure we are dating”. Matteo placed hands on his chest, acting as he was deeply hurt by her words, ignoring purposely her first statement.

“Oh you really wish we were! You remember? You were such a shitty boyfriend.” Ambar smiled with sweet irony, supporting her head on her hands. Italian squinted his eyes “Excuse me, but should I be the one reminding you, how desperate you were that you even made out with this pathetic loser youtube guy to make me jealous?.” He followed her moves and put his head on his hands smirking.

“If I am so petty, than you better find yourself a nice, cute girlfriend, who will deal with all your drama queen mood swings.” She stated getting up suddenly and pulling his hand to follow her. “Four shots. Or six?” Asked Ambar coming to the bar and turning to her friend with a challenging look. Matteo raised his eyebrows and corners of his mouth went up.

“Six, please”. He confirmed. Barman nodded and took out six glasses. Ambar leaned at the bar waiting, when her eye caught a glimpse of a familiar face. Girl with brown, curly hair was sitting at the other side of the bar; seemingly occupied with cheerfully talking to her friends and sipping at her strawberry margarita, but from to time it was visible she was throwing glances in the direction of Ambar or to be more precise Ambar’s friend.

Seeing that blonde frowned and spinned round to the bar hearing barman pouring their lemon flavoured vodka. Hadn’t waited for him to finish all of them, she took one from the side and hold it high. She tilted her head, taking a step into the Matteo’s direction.

“Lets drink to the problems and solving them.” Italian followed her move taking another one and clinking their glasses. “To the changes and choices”. He added, not explaining further, what he had in my mind and drank it with one sip. Vodka burned his throat a bit, leaving a sour lemon taste. Ambar saw out of the corner of her eye, that the girl was still watching them observantly, visibly not listening a bit to the girls chattering next to her.

Then she decided to have some fun.

“You hear this song? Let’s finish the rest them, if it’s not a problem for you to keep a pace, and come to the dancefloor, i am so in mood to dance to this one ” Matteo concentrated on a noisy song playing in the background, but he didn’t recognise the tune.

„This ain’t an issue for me, but I’d rather not gather you from the floor in a few.” He responded, looking discreetly around and checking, what caused girl’s hurry. Hadn’t noticed anything out of ordinary, he agreed to drank what was left and let the blonde pull themselves in the middle of the crowded dancefloor. Previous unknown song was then replaced by something more enjoyable and he let himself go and let the music flow through him.

He was a good dancer, and so was his partner; people around sent jealous looks and gave up on dancing just to stare, how after every spin Ambar ended up closer and closer to Matteo and how Ambar legs were getting tighter around Matteo’s waist every time he lifted her up. Beat was getting even faster, but they were not giving up, picking up their pace to the rhythm. After this many years of knowing each other and endless amount of hours spent dancing together at clubs they were so acquainted with their moves and each one was perfectly adjusting to the other one.

Matteo put his hand low on girl’s back leaning her down and then pulled close to him again. In response Ambar put her hands on his hips bringing them even closer together as the song slowed down at the end. Then he realised blonde was peeking at a girl sitting at the bar, who was watching cautiously their show. Jealousy of Ambar never failed to make him smile, so he decided to go along with show she had began. His hands started going lower finally ending on Ambar’s butt, which in normal circumstances for he would get cursed, but now she was too absorbed showing off. The whole time Ambar made sure that her friend had a good view and seeing that she had already enough and was getting back to conversation with her friends, Ambar pulled the last move and crushed their lips together. Matteo smirked, but didn’t break a kiss taking it even further. His hand sneaked under her top and scratched her back, for which he earned blonde biting his bottom lip. That was the perfect way to start this lovely evening he thought to himself pulling slightly girl’s hair.

3.  Lets spill everything out

During this one evening filled with homemade drinks, that consisted too much alcohol both of them decided to brought on nagging them for a quite some time topics. This time the sponsor of the night was malibu with milk and coconut provided by Matteo and put together in his kitchen. Ambar complained that it was the shittiest version, she had ever have chance to taste, but after a few of them she left her bad mood on the side and they both ended up lying in his living room on a fluffy, (once) fair carpet holding high glasses with rest of their drinks and giggling.  

“So does your little boy prepare you drinks like this?” Asked Matteo looking at the blonde raising his eyebrows funnily.

“If you mean by this, the most disgusting ones, that are a disgrace for Malibu, one of the best alcohols ever invented then no.” She stick out her tongue and laughed at her own joke loudly feeling already lightheaded. “And besides” She added more bitterly. “That’s not the night to talk about my boy.” Her grimace turned into a sarcastic smile. “He is no longer my little boy. And god bless, because I was becoming soft for him. Like disgusting soft with all those feelings and such crap.” She chuckled sitting up, spilling her drink a bit. Matteo finished his drink carelessly throwing away his glass on the side and rolled on his stomach.

“Like how soft?” He looked her in the eyes with a serious face. Blonde rolled her eyes at him and spilled last drops of malibu at his shirt in response.

“Definitely softer, than you will ever earn from me.”

“Ambar, honey, please I was joking. I love you as a psycho murder you truly are.” He whined laughing at the same time. His attempt at hugging her from behind and kissing her neck failed.

“Matteo, I fucking hate you and leave my neck alone.” She snarred at him furiously. He hold up his hands and got up swaying on one side, feeling all of a sudden alcohol hitting him and blurring his vision.

‘Listen” He supported himself on a counterpart to stop world from spinning so much in front of him. “I will make you one more drink and you will explain for real why this asshole broke up with you.” Rest of the malibu was found with a one swift motion in a glass. “You has your ice queen side, right? But still all men are going crazy for you” He added some milk a few ice cubes and stumbling a bit come back on a carpet next to the girl.

She sighed, annoyance still was heard in her voice, but took away glass from Matteo’s hand.

“Firstly, who told you he broke up with me.” She stated as the most apparent thing taking a sip and smiling to herself. “I was the one to broke up.”

“Being with someone was just too tiring and feelings were too exhausting.” She tried to gather her thoughts to explain it as best as she could. “I really like him, like like him. Though, how can you understand, have you even found yourself a cute girl like I advised you too?” This time Matteo needed a little more support and beer on a coffee table near him was perfect.

“Not yet, but I have some more important news.” Ambar raised her eyebrows curiously and leaned on a side of sofa. “I am dropping out of uni”

Ambar looked at him with big eyes and cursed “Shit, finally.”

Haven’t stopped laughing, Ambar stood up and came to the window taking up the whole wall. City in front of her was as busy as always glowing brightly even in the middle of a night. She raised her glass smiling widely and turned to Matteo. He sat up smirking softly at her and raised glass too in her direction.

“So let’s make a toast to the craziest night ever. It turns out you are not such a pussy and are making your own way, and I am eventually able to develop feelings to some disgusting puppy boy.” She chuckled, watching the world spin in front of her. “Oh we need this toast so fucking much.”

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