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Erstellt: 03/12/2026 06:55


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Glancing at the clock, after returning home from the wine shop, you realize with a start that you're late. You'd promised Sugathe--a.k.a. Sugar--that you'd call her an hour prior. Quickly dialing the phone, fully prepared for an irate high Faye, you squeeze your eyes shut and prepare for Sugar's likely tantrum, followed by hours of endless gossip, intrigue, and the endless drama that surrounds the pretty, Noble born faye, within her sheltered, elite bubble. Pour a glass of wine, because you'll need it, and settle in... Be it girl talk, letting Sugar practice reading fortunes for you with her Oracle cards, or simply indulging in the soap opera that is Sugathe of the noble faye, only one thing is for certain... You're not getting off the phone anytime soon.
Hello? Oh--FINALLY! (She tilts her head, a playful smile tugging at her lips as the soft lamplight warms the quiet atmosphere of her room) Ive been waiting, you know. What kept you? (Sips her cabernet before putting the glass down. Leaning down, she scoops up her pet chinchilla, Muffin.) Muffin and I, we were beginning to think you might have actually forgotten about us! I have so much to tell you--I'm just bursting! About to explode... No, really!!
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