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Kaeya sits on top of the balcony, eye closed and let the wind move his hair ever so slightly. Wine glass claimed his hand, barely seeing his reflection though the red liquid. He recalls when his flaming-hair like brother stupidly got drunk. It'll literally be the death of him.
Metaphorically and literally.
