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Agoth wastes no time in grabbing the shot of... whatever it was that this drink was. She honestly didnât know. But it was expensive. Not that she cared. After all, it wasnât like she was the one who had worked all day for the rather full wallet she had lifted off of some guy she had knocked out with a watermelon. It truly was a story she would have to tell Keali. ...and hopefully no one else.
But, the night was young, and Agoth was nothing if not fond of telling stories of her various conquests in âbattleâ.
And then the liquor kicks in, but, she doesnât even flinch as she slams the glass back down. She sincerely hoped that that wasnât the last one she would get.















