02-20-2022, 01:13 PM
Zechariah almost had more to fear for, but he did not.
“Oui.”
He cast a withering look Dr. Wells’ way, then looked down to his glass.
“As soon as I finish this … auhm…” Zechariah gestured to his cup. “Alcool. Laisse-moi finir.”
“Oui.”
He cast a withering look Dr. Wells’ way, then looked down to his glass.
“As soon as I finish this … auhm…” Zechariah gestured to his cup. “Alcool. Laisse-moi finir.”
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