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118. Rum

Mia stumbles in, barely able to stand up straight, a bottle of drink in one hand, and what looks to be the head of a human tucked under her other arm

“You wanted me oh mighty one?”

“Mia are you drunk?”

“So what if I am Auntie, what are you going to do about it?” She tries to prod me in the chest but misses and stumbles into the desk

The head was currently the least of my worries as Mia continues wobbling around spilling the drink

Daryl steadily walks towards her and manages to rip the bottle from her hand, he sniffs it and screws up his nose “Rum”

"Hey, thats mine"

Mia continues to stagger around and tries to grab the bottle from Daryl but with each miss she grows more and more annoyed until she finally leans against the wall giving up. She doesn’t stay upright for very long and falls to her side, crashing onto the floor with a heavy thud.

Neither Daryl or I wanted to help h

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Desperate times call for desperate measures.
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