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That river in Egypt
He spoke to her.
"What drink would you like? I'll pour it for you"
"Oh hehe I'll be having the wine"
He turned back and stared at all the bottles. They were all sorts of shapes and colours, with fancy sounding brand names and yet none of them plainly said "wine". She reached her arm past him, pointing.
"It's this one silly. Not an alcohol guy huh?"
"Haha no, I don't drink. That's why I've got juice!"
"You don't drink?"
"Nope, never have"
"Interesting..."
He grabbed the bottle and starting pouring it into her cup. He didn't want to spill any, so he was pouring quite slowly. To fill the gap in conversation, she spoke.
"So what's your name?"
"Damocles! How about you?"
"My name is Rennala. Keep pouring, I want the cup to be almost full"
He filled the cup, leaving just a little room so that it didn't spill over when moving it. He handed the cup back to her.
"Thanks. So you've really never drank before?"
"Nope! Not even 1 sip. I stick with juice"
"What drink would you like? I'll pour it for you"
"Oh hehe I'll be having the wine"
He turned back and stared at all the bottles. They were all sorts of shapes and colours, with fancy sounding brand names and yet none of them plainly said "wine". She reached her arm past him, pointing.
"It's this one silly. Not an alcohol guy huh?"
"Haha no, I don't drink. That's why I've got juice!"
"You don't drink?"
"Nope, never have"
"Interesting..."
He grabbed the bottle and starting pouring it into her cup. He didn't want to spill any, so he was pouring quite slowly. To fill the gap in conversation, she spoke.
"So what's your name?"
"Damocles! How about you?"
"My name is Rennala. Keep pouring, I want the cup to be almost full"
He filled the cup, leaving just a little room so that it didn't spill over when moving it. He handed the cup back to her.
"Thanks. So you've really never drank before?"
"Nope! Not even 1 sip. I stick with juice"