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Everything has been a bit of a whirlwind, since the moment Ari stepped off the plane. One minute he’s homeless and broke, the next his brother is offering him a place to stay and a job at his vineyard. Not that Ari knows anything about what he’s suppose to be doing there. Or here, at this festival, operating a booth for said vineyard. Sink or swim, right? At least he’s not entirely on his own. Ikaros is around here and there, and there’s another worker as well, even though the man is rather intimidatingly giant. He’d been helping set up, trying to not look like a complete idiot who has no idea what he’s doing, even though that’s exactly what Ari is right now. He turns to his coworker, with whom he’s been working in somewhat awkward silence so far. “So, uh, are we good to go, then?”








