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Mrs Elys Travesty #23

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They were home when she remembered about the bread and milk.
"I can't go out again, I'm soaked through," she mumbled.
She put the TV on for the girls. Back in the kitchen she took a plate out of the sink and rubbed it dry on her forearm, the digestives she put on it soaking up the excess moisture. She fancied a change, so gulped some gin out of the cup she'd just poured and then added some orange juice. Her blouse clung cold to her back. The kettle clicked off. She couldn't be bothered to pour herself a tea.

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    Neville Hunt about 1 month ago

    Well who wants tea when you can have gin and orange? After all, I don’t think tea delivers Vitamin C like the citrus fruits, and she might need some if she stays soaked through and catches a chill. Sensible, I’d say.

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    Drew Martyn about 1 month ago

    Clever lady :)

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