[ The absolute lush. ]

I didn't have to bring you anything at all, [ just saying!! stupid sexy tiefling, ] but you're in luck. Deuces made fried mushroom cakes.

[ He takes a seat beside Molly on the bed, resting the plate between them; it's not just mushroom patties, Fjord may have put a bit of everything on there. Sausages (what's left, hah), eggs on toast, half an orange pilfered off Jester's plate. His shoulder bumps Molly's and Fjord does a brilliant impression of not noticing that nudity at all, leaning in for a kiss with his chin tipped up. ]

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