Descent
And yet, here she was, by the pool again and not too far from the house so if Alastor thinks to peek out of the curtains, she was certain he could see her and follow her all the way out here.
So it’s okay, right?
It’s not like another god will come by and–
The smell of grapes suddenly struck her like a whip splash. “What’s with the long face, ghoul face?” a drunken slur, “…haven’t you made sweet love to puppy there yet?”
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“Do not choose friends who only flatter you, but who understand you. True friendship implies willingness to speak frankly, to point out the mistakes we made and to exchange opinions freely.”
―Eraldo Banovac