The bet was instantly forgotten as Puck leaned forward slightly. "It sounds like a comedy based on your description of it being a fun bet, and I could stand some, if you're being so good to offer." Puck's mind went to bets made during drinking, but he grinned, having some of his food and waiting to hear about it. "Wait, how was it your fault?"
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Date: 2024-02-03 01:44 am (UTC)