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α β a medicine ? well, then it wouldn't hurt if I took a sip ... β
α he moved the cup closer to his brims, eyes focused on the other. he wanted to see his reaction.
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α he apologized. he wasn't himself after these weird mushrooms from Tignari and mistook a bottle from the fridge. did he really need to bring that up β ?
α if he's going to be grumpy all evening, he'll go and buy him that beer. just for a peace of mind.
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α last time he admitted to it instantly. why would he lie this time ?
α there's still wine, he can have some instead. or he wants to borrow money from him to get some ? not like it didn't happen before.
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α β five minutes ago. β
α π¬lhaitham crossed his arms, side-eyeing the sleeping beauty. he sighed, turned around and approached the kitchen counter.
α β you visited a tavern again ? what did you drink to have such a hangover this time ? β
α he asked emotionlessly. +
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α in fact he was mocking Kaveh, but it was unlikely his roommate will realize before starting another drama.
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α he's very possessive about things he keeps in πππ fridge. why would he drink beer when he still has his wine ?
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α β it isn't an answer to my question. what is inside ? β
α he gave the other a stern look. the silence only confirmed it was what he exactly knew it was.
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