"Four letters?! Well I never received them!" Peony blinked. "Oh no, I'll bet my bloody owl gave them to my cat and he ate them. I hate that cat, I really do." Gwimmy's a widdle schweetie. Anyone you think is a sweetie isn't. Grimwald's a mail stealing - eating HOMICIDAL MANIAC. Oh you do exaggerate.
"You eyes are red," grinned Peony. "And I know the hangover look." Having had more of them on your own face. I won't tell you again, shut UP. Whatcha gonna do? Strangle me?
"Well, a vacation also demands a one night stand yes?" Peony grinned, a little sourly and waved her hand. "Not here you won't find any. They're either all wee little kids or taken already. Tsk."
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