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Niro grinned back, never having seen such a face on the red man before, then again they had always met on serious occasions, this time, however, was different. A different Niro liked. He turned his way to Strel, figuring he could have some time off from the family and work. How could he say no to a good drink? Besides.... Strel was male... he wouldn’t mate with a man would he? He didn’t stop to think on that question. It only came to his mind because of the last time he’d gotten drunk, he found out he had three girls four months later.
“Can’t say no to that. So, what is it?”
He could tell strel was already drunk. It must have been big, but Niro couldn’t think for the life of him what i could be that Strel was celebrating. Niro didn’t know much about the red furred man, and this made him wish he did. Maybe someone asked him to be mates, but he’d never really seen Strel with anyone but a male Niro had never really met. He was sure the man would tell him soon enough. Niro sat by the man, eager to take a taste of what he had in his hands. Niro had only experienced vodka, though he could onlyl vaguely remember the taste.
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