Cordelia groaned, vomiting into toilet for a third time. "Fuck. Never let me eat that combination of food again, oh my gods."

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Cordelia groaned, vomiting into toilet for a third time. "Fuck. Never let me eat that combination of food again, oh my gods."
“Why the hell am I sitting here again? Stock still. I’m not going to be sacrificed in a demonic ritual, am I?”
"Okay, not to freak you out, but the people who play Hamilton, Burr, Eliza and Lafayette/Jefferson have all left Hamilton and I'm not quite sure if I can keep living."
“I know, the festivities are simply amazing!” She gushed.
“Oh please. I havena been here for years, how could I steal something from ye?”
“I am not even surprised some of you are already drunk.”
“What’ve you been doing the past few years? I hope it’s interesting.”
“Oh, now Bren, don’t pull your sister’s hair please? We don’t pull hair, it’s not nice.” Rylen pulled the four year old boy from his twin sister. Brendan and Sarah looked nothing like Ry or Cat. And they shouldn’t have, since the two were adopted. At first, Rylen and Caitlyn were only going to adopt one child, but they had gotten word from a friend about twin children of Hecate and decided that they’d be able to raise them better than mortal parents could. They both had dark curly hair, olive skin and dark, curious eyes. “Sarah, don’t get too close to the edge of the lake, you might fall in!” Usually Rylen was calm and collected, but while Caitlyn was getting their stuff set down in the Hecate cabin, Ry was on twin duty. And four year olds with magic abilities were definitely a handful.