“Find Ren. Ask him for a job, or I’ll find one for you,” Fisher said. “I’m assuming cleaning the latrines doesn’t sound appealing to you since you have no magic and would have to do it by hand?” Carrion’s grin faltered. “You are extra fucking miserable today. You should really get laid. Might help improve your mood. Tell him, Sunshine.” I choked. Loudly.
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