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... guess the sneaky fox left...He didn't even say goodbye. Nor did he pay!? What a bastard!" Yomite grumbled as he raised his beer in salute to his friend's departing back. "A great brother indeed," he added.

"What a bore. He was just talking about how he had a date planned after all that alcohol." Rosaria rolled her eyes as she took the mug from Yomite's hands, "Either way, thanks for the beer." She raised it and clinked her mug against his, before downing half of its contents at once.

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