Mirror_Boi:
"-throws a drunk Tordin in-
What do you do-
The norski face planted when he was thrown and groaned. His flame imprint glissened a bit."
Ederek groaned softly at the norski on the ground, rolling his eyes at the feisty male he carried him up off the ground. "What am I ever gonna do with you?" He rhetorically asked.
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