Yo Ho
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Raoul was feeling twitchy – but not in the normal way, it was the oh, I don't want the matriarch of my family coming to try to set me up with yet another"lady", because the last one his dear aunt had tried to set him up with had sported a moustache and some appendages on "her" body that Raoul hadn't found too appealing...
His eyes fell on the alcohol in front of him. He usually didn't drink the stuff, but the prospect of the matriarch of his family coming to hound him yet again was so depressing that he felt the need to.
There was a gentle knock at his door. He glanced up from his intent observing of the pint jug and the corners of his lips turned up ever so slightly in a smile when he saw it was Kel who had walked in.
"Are you sure you want to be drinking that?" she asked.
"Are you sure I shouldn't be?" he asked in return.