The strange man appears before you, wearing a smirk that would put the cheshire cat to shame and a glimmer in his ruby red eyes. He doesnt hesitate to approach you, eyeing you. Just as he makes his way into arms reach he thrusts a cup in your direction. "Well hello there little bird," he purrs, his fluffy white tails flicking with interest. "Youre looking awful thirsty. Why not have a drink with me?"
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