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... six massive Filoan drumsticks for each of us! The pile of food overflows our table, forcing us to drag another one over to make a double to contain it all.
The drumsticks glisten under the lamplight, their charred, crispy skin crackling with heat, dripping with savory juices. Each one looks like it was carved from a god's banquet, thick and heavy and begging to be devoured. My mouth waters. My stomach roars. It's torture in the best way. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
Eris lunges first, snatch ...
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