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Puck does not stagger downstairs. He ambles. There is a difference.
He also is not wearing a shirt.
He also has a bottle of absinthe drawn on his back.
The fae ambles over to the bar and drops his head onto the countertop.
Oddly enough, he may have had a few absinthe hallucinations last night.
He also is not wearing a shirt.
He also has a bottle of absinthe drawn on his back.
The fae ambles over to the bar and drops his head onto the countertop.
Oddly enough, he may have had a few absinthe hallucinations last night.
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"Oh, is it?" he mumbles. "I am so glad. It was in doubt."
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"Bitten by he demon drink?"
The corners of his mouth curl.
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"Oh, you haven't any idea."
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Mercutio slides onto a bar stool next to Puck and pats his head.
"What was the occasion?"
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"Spin the bottle, it's called," he says with a grin.
That's how it began, anyway.
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He looks curious.
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Mercutio grins.
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He looks mournful.