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Deamology: Tutor
I only realized what I had done when I was sitting down. Maybe the change in posture changed how my brain was ticking, or maybe the cold water I ordered helped.
“Oh my god†I whispered.
“Oh don’t get all bent out of shape†Lyn murmured, her tail swishing as she sat on the stool, “Barkeep, one cider.†(more…)
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