cyanide girl

[Giggle Dracon]

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As usual, Talitha took off with some excited words, leaving the coyote to run after her, although he didn't mind. The beach was pretty far from the Mansion but at the rate they were going, they would reach it quick enough. His mind was blank until his feet reached the sandy shores and he flopped down almost immediately, not fussing about looking for a spot. It was a perfect day, really, cool enough and just overcast so he wasn't blinded. Plunk, one bottle went into the sand, and the other into his arms to pull the cap off (it wasn't corked, it was a cheap, screwtop kind) and take a quick swig, gasping as he wiped his mouth off. It tasted like vinegar but a little bit sweeter, and burned his throat and tongue. The burning he had gotten used to quickly, and he held out the bottle obediently to the saddle-marked girl, crinkling his eyes in that strange fashion.

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