Finished 22:19.
It
took less than a week for Blue to decide he'd had enough and forcibly
drag Raven back inside. Araziel had been through most of his liquor
cabinet, and was sitting at the table with the last glass of whiskey
in her hands. “See? Look what you've done! I'm not even sure she
knew what drinking is until she met you!” Blue screeched. Raven
took one look at Araziel, looking bedraggled and staring forlornly
into her glass. He shrugged, turned to Blue and said, “I'm sure
she's fine.”
“Yes,
and I'm sure that I'm the picture of sanity,” spat Blue.
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