[Epiales is sitting on his messy bed with a bottle of absinthe in hand. His hair is tousled and looks like it hasn't been washed in a while, and there are dark circles under his eyes.]
Can somebody tell that fucking lion to shut the hell up? It's been going on for hours.
[He rolls his eyes and leans forwardI'll skin it alive. I swear I will. And
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