...my head. Wha...What is this? ...Peppermint?
My lips feel like I've burnt them. Burnt... fire... I drank flaming beer? ..what all did I do yesterday? Wait. Don't tell me. I think between the throbbing I remember that it's best to not remember all that happened while under the influence
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Sure. I don't think I have anything to lose right about now.
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Yeah. Um... It's a kind of a long story, but I went on a quest and became an angel.
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Is that so? ...I'll be happy to listen to it all once the imps stop pounding in my head.
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