She was so hot he really shouldn't say a word, and if he got off this couch there would be bigger problems. Thankfully, it's all talk and she's not moving. "Oh, it is. Magic too. Normal stuff doesn't get me drunk." He drinks in the sight of her being all blush-y. "Would you relax, Syd? Kids and Godlings have gone to bed and I'm still a gentlemen, even when wasted." Jeez, her hair smelled nice.
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