the Fox of Cendalath chapter two

You're the one to talk with that champagne glass you have there." "how many drinks you had?" "uh... lost count." "wow that boring?" "yeah, i got to ask what is finishing school?"

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My Blind Son

What i felt with clarice was beer compared to the champagne of affection i felt for janice. we talked, we laughed. i don't think i even touched my beer, and i barely ate. i hadn't clicked like that in, well, forever. "i'm in love."

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Running Late

Then, just as she was about to insert her key into the door, it opened to reveal eric himself, dressed in a shirt and tie and holding two glasses of sparkling champagne in his hands. "evening, gorgeous," he grinned mischievously.

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My Furry Valentine Ch. 7

Silver smiled poured some champagne, and then lifted her glass. "i propose a toast." i followed suit, lifting mine. "to us...may we cherish many more moments of happiness and love for the rest of our lives." "cheers."

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For a Good Cause

The mimosas were orange juice and champagne, so it was hard for them to be anything other than delicious. but, the conversation, and kinda just being in reed's presence, that was what really made the occasion what it was.

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The Envoy Arrives

Dramon describing the flavor as, "not the best champagne; but like a good mid range wine." which tells em that we need to have my uncle take him to hekkogar's in later for drinks.

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To You, I Belong: Chapter 2

'thank god i'm over 21,' he though to himself as he took a small stem glass of champagne and took a seat at a table. he took off his mask and sipped a small bit of his drink.

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Miracle is an old coat: New friends, Old friends.

Thomas said setting a chilled bottle of champagne and a couple of glasses on the bar. "i didn't bring a thing with me," aurora protested. kitten spoke up, "it's not like you are going to need much tonight.

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Escape

You have the state after you, what do you expect - a plush underground with your own private carriage, and french champagne to sip.. of course.. if you don't want to go.." i pull my knife out and hold it under his chin.. "you can die here...

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"The Thin Line," Part G

Not, mark you, that it's hard to miss a tall, champagne-furred skunk wearing an eyepatch, a true-silver arm and paw, and a set of spectacular side-whiskers. "gweetings, my good fwiends and wovewy wadies!"

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