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He was in a much better mood after yesterday. Spending time with Alaki, just the two of them, had been tons of fun. Whistling Alex even considered actually doing something useful in the pack to help his mate out. The thought lasted until he reached the end of the hall and remembered that he was yet to celebrate becoming mates with Alaki. Grabbing a bottle he headed out of the chamber, tail swaying as he stepped out in high spirits.
Outside he found a nice patch of grass, trees blocking out the fading light. Opening the rum he took a deep swig, feeling it burn on the way down. This was the life! Alex didn't drink much anymore, but celebrating how he was currently feeling seemed like a good enough reason to crack it open and start drinking. Humming he watched the sky idly, a cloud puffing past. He was a lucky guy.
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