[His reaction, with all of that feigned haughtiness, leaves Lup snorting against him, amusement twinkling in her eyes, affection for this friend of hers so entirely evident on her sharp features. Usually she likes to keep those kinds of feelings hidden, but booze always drags it out of her. Booze and good company.]
You should tell me all about 'em. I'm always up for story trades. [and with a nudge of her shoulder to his, she grins.]
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You should tell me all about 'em. I'm always up for story trades. [and with a nudge of her shoulder to his, she grins.]
Tell me.