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Taleah breathed in the warm air of the tavern as she swung the rickety wooden door open. It was ogre night, so the tavern was filled to the brim with creatures of all different races.
“Oi! Taleah over here!”
She spun her head around and met Lauren’s eyes. She’d known her since she was just three years old. Their parents had committed mass murder together, so they were pretty tight.
“I’m surprised you actually came, old friend!” Taleah exclaimed. She really was surprised, Lauren hated the Vermilion Minitour. She said the drinks were sub-par and the food tasted like it was made in the gutter.
“Tonight, I have a purpose.” Lauren got up from her seat and gestured towards a badger sitting on a barstool by the bar.
“Who’s that?” Taleah wondered aloud. His fur looked as soft as a kittens, she wanted to run her hands through it.
“He’s someone I want you to meet.”
Taleah sighed, Lauren had been trying to get her to meet every second person in Foon and quite frankly, it was becoming annoying. Every night she wanted to just spend time with her best friend, Lauren would invite some random guy.
“I think you’ll like this one.” Lauren gripped her hand and dragged her over to the bar.
When he looked over her heart stopped. His deep brown eyes gripped her and dragged her in. Through the almost drunken haze, she saw his mouth turn up into a smirk.
“Hey Mamas,” he whispered, just loud enough for Taleah to hear.
Taleah wanted, with her whole heart, to sit down on the barstool so close to his and uwu all night, but she knew she couldn’t let Lauren win so easily so she stayed standing.
“So this is Chunt, I met him at the reverse petting zoo that I frequent,” Lauren said, smirking.
“Oh, the one down Ahaha Lane?” Taleah didn’t really have any interest in the reverse petting zoo as she found it quite strange, but she wanted to make casual conversation quick before everyone heard her heart pounding.
“Yeah, you know it,” she remarked.
For a second it was silent while Chunt called for more drinks. Taleah took this chance to send Lauren a :slight_frown: and Lauren sent a :smiling_face_with_3_hearts: back.
“Taleah, I got you an ale and Lauren, I know you like a good femboy milk, so here you go.” Chunt slid the drinks over to them, Lauren’s femboy milk slushing with an odd thickness as she picked it up and took a swig. Taleah did the same, taking a tentative sip from her glass.
“So Taleah, what do you do?” Chunt inquired. He somehow had a genuine interest in his eyes for such a casual question.
Before Taleah could answer his question, the door to the tavern blew off its hinges and hit the ground with a loud crash. The biggest tittiest, biggest gothiest gf stomped in, with a man upon her shoulders.