A Night of Deception and Betrayal

It was a typical Friday night at the local dive bar, and the alcohol had been flowing for hours. Everything was a blurry mess to Ash, a tall and lanky 23-year-old with short, dark hair and a scruffy beard. He'd come to the bar alone to drink away the stress of his dead-end job.

As the night wore on, the crowd thinned out until only a handful of patrons remained. Ash found himself in conversation with a woman named Sable, a saucy and curvy blonde with a mischievous glint in her eye. They traded shots until they were both feeling reckless and uninhibited.

One thing led to another, and before Ash knew it, Sable's hand was down his pants. He was so drunk he could barely stand, much less resist. "You're so fucking hot," she breathed in his ear. "I want to taste you." Ash's inhibitions melted away as her lips closed around him. It felt too good to be true.

The sound of the bar door opening startled them both. In walked a strikingly beautiful woman with long, auburn hair and an icy stare. "You're a fucking cheating asshole," she spat at Ash. "I hope this bitch was worth it." Sable scrambled away from him, her face pale with shock. Ash stumbled backwards, his pants still around his ankles. He looked like a deer in headlights.

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What happens next?