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Akira followed him to his room, once she entered she was immediately hit with a wave of heat but she really didn't mind it. She sat down in a chair and looked at the bunch of empty glasses that were already there "You sure do liek your mead huh?" |
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"Heck yea"he said, a knock sounded from the door, he walked over and opened the door, 5 kegs of mead were pushed into the room, and sat up, another keg was pushed into the room, this time filled with wine, a few glasses were brought in, "cheers" he said, Faeler walked over to one of the kegs, and ripped open the top, the mead sloshed around and he smiled, Faeler didn't think at all and put his whole face in the mead before pulling his head out and smiling at Akira, "yum" |
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Akira chuckled lightly at his response then turned her attention towards the door. She watched as the kegs got wheeled in then watched Faeler dunk his head into one. She shook her head with another chuckle "I think your a little obsessed with it" She joked before standing up and walking over to the one keg of wine. She opened it and poured herself a glass of wine. |
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Faeler sniffled "I guess I am" he said "I mean what would you expect from a son of a barbarian" he said looking at her, scooping a jug of mead out of the keg and pouring it down his throat |
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"I wouldn't expect any less, just surprised to see someone more obsessed with it than my father" She said before taking a sip of the wine. She looked at the glass in her hand, it was honestly better than any of the wine they had at home. She quickly finished that glass before getting another |
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Faeler laughed, "your father is under obsessed" he said |
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"Oh lord I'd rather he not be as obsessed, he's already obnoxious enough without the tipsyness of the mead" She snorted at the thought of him being even more obsessed |
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"Yea ok, to bad I am obsessed with mead" he said smiling |
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"Very much obssesed" She said finishing off her second glass of wine |
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"Your obsessed with wine" he said draining another jug of mead, "plus, there's nothing bad about our mead, maybe your fathers but not ours" he said |
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Bright Sunshine with a few High Clouds
