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Rated: 13+ · Fiction · Dark · #2065457

Roderick really liked a pint now and again [Blink! entry for 20151107]

Thirst for Vengeance

"The ale flowing, everyone cheering Man U. Then, later, your Aston...and my Emma. 'Twas quite a night, eh?"

Roderick's head trembled, hands and feet flexed.

"No, you can't get free nor spit out the tube. That's NeverFail tape."

Harold regarded Roderick a moment more.

"Well, no victory tonight--and no Emma. One last pint for you, though."

Harold placed the funnel into the tube below the keg and opened the tap.

And the ale flowed.


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