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The insanity of it all hits Blake like a fucking gut punch, laughter bursting out in one great big gallop. He laughs, and once he starts he can't stop, overwhelmed by how fucking funny it is, how funny the red rain is falling from the sky like a shower of petals, raindrops and roses and whiskers on kittens, a cheery crimson monstrosity dancing all around him. ___ Blake Langermann drinks, dances, and dreams.
Title from the song Singin' In The Rain by Gene Kelly.
Prompt: Blood Drunk












