Red String of Fate
75) Our muses are destined to only fall in love with each other when they are drunk
Drunkenly arriving at your enemies workplace was not the best idea in Vav’s mind, but everything seemed so much clearer to him when drunk. What better time to kick Mads’ ass than while almost completely hammered? He’d barely remember his ass getting kicked in the morning, if he lived that long. Knocking loudly, he leaned his hand against the door frame, using it as support for his wobbly being.














