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[curseshit]

Drag the grooms out of their hiding places and get partying! Everyone is at the inn already!

BACHELOR PARTY!!!

[ mission: midnight drinking post. oh and the curse... ]

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[crotchbite]

[ she's a doctor she can handle it. she'll vomit all that poison out on your hair ]

So you're saying you never think about the moment we met? [ u bitch don't you remember it was night time and she saved you from a big guy with her stiletto shoe to his head

wait. what's a stiletto. that's not it ]

[scantilyclad]

... I see no use in dwelling on the past.

[ in other words, she isn't sure either. ]

Why do you ask now?

[crotchbite]

[ well you're useless then
snaps the bra strap a little and clicks her tongue ]

Must be the stress of the taxes. [ looks at her ] The Duke is pushing it, don't you think?

[scantilyclad]

He... does what must be done.

[ what ]

[crotchbite]

Too much, perhaps?

[ why is she questioning the duke tho it's beyond her. he's always been kind hasn't he.. ]

[scantilyclad]

... I... no, I do not believe so.

[crotchbite]

[ looks at her for a long time and narrows her eyes before stepping back ]

Right. I'll leave you to your shower. You smell like you need two of them. Big day tomorrow.

[scantilyclad]

And what if I were in need of assistance?

[crotchbite]

[ laughs on her way out ]

~

[scantilyclad]

And you wonder why your life is so miserable.

[ but she can't stop thinking about what gilda said. something is not right. ]

[crotchbite]

[ calls out from afar: ]

It's because I'm married to you.

[ vicious credit roll ]