OY, MOROZ, MOROZ
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I suck, forgive me?


Another strange night found her in the bottom of the bottle. She sighed, breathing in the fragrant scent of the wine she had found in the stores of Haven Mansion. The bottle had been dusty, but that hadn't affected the dark liquid within. She really didn't know why he had sought liquid comfort - it certainly didn't provide her courage. In fact, she was hiding behind the bottle at best.

Her last brush with alcohol had been horrendous She pushed those memories firmly away as she stumbled about the parking garage. Her hiccups echoed against the walls, multiplying the sound as she whipped her head around, trying to find the source of the repeated sound. She hiccuped loudly in frustration, stumbling a bit as she leaned against a wall.

The details on how she had gotten to this place were fuzzy in her head. She had wanted to avoid Crimson Dreams for the time being. She felt as though if she saw Savina again, she'd spill her guts. She was avoiding Anu and Naniko for the same reasons, although many more emotions were involved. She felt morose.

She heard strains of song echoing along the walls, almost in synch with her hiccups. Swaying slightly, she followed the sound until she came upon a lone male. She leaned against a wall and watched him for a minute before stumbling in his direction. "That's a pretty song," her words were slurred slightly. "What language is that?"
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