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Bashir was drowning his sorrows at Quark's; losing a patient always made him aware of his own mortality. The Andorian next to him had been overt in his advances and he'd thrown caution to the wind. A few adjustments to his schedule and Bashir snuck out the door, the Andorian following. They'd barely made it back to his quarters before the clothes were off and the action was on.
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Dax found Miles nursing a drink at the bar. "Didn't you have a date with Julian? Holosuite, Battle of the Bulge?"
"He cancelled," Miles said mournfully. "Something about 'feeling blue' today."
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