RoseAstasia
You can’t be me, I’m me! I’m me he says…
Razor pulls a bottle out of his metal arm, “there are. One of them is going to be Jacks wife. What happened with Jessica anyway?”, he hands the bottle to Fae, “Dragon rum, I hid it in my arm fifteen years ago... or I suppose a couple of months for Everyone else... still don’t know how it works. Anyway, I pull it out when I need a shot or two”
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