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Quite a few days had passed since the weekend and The Hoppy Faun was crowded when Chloe and I met up to have a beer. For the last few days I had spent most of my time enjoying my newly remodeled condo and the last thing I wanted to do during the days right after the painting party was have a drink. However, enough time had passed that it felt nice to get out. We sat down at our favorite corner booth, each with a pint of Cherry Cyclops before us. As soon as we settled in, Chloe began to interrogate me.
“Soooooo….what’s new?” she asked.
“What do you mean?” I replied, shrugging. “Nothing really.”
“Helena!?” she exclaimed, taking a drink from her frothy pint. “What happened between you and the sexy centaur?”
I sighed. Ovid was a magnificent creature, but after having a lovely time with
