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“What the fuck is this
shit?” The goblin sat on his bed in his rented room with an open box between
his legs. The wrapping surrounded him and he scratched his head, gazing at the
contents within. There was a jug of bourbon from Cristianno. He understood that
gift. Then several cupcakes, candy, wrapped up food and two medium bottles of
brandy.
Again, the food and
alcohol he could handle. He knew exactly what to do with that, but the final
gift in the box was confusing him. Immediately, the goblin searched the
wrapping around him for a note. As soon as he found it, his red eyes scanned it
slowly, trying to make out the words.
Dear
Bitch,
Happy
Winter Veil and shit. The jug is from me. Don’t finish it all in one sitting.
Ziggly looked up at
the jug that was now in his hand and looked within, the contents almost gone.
He shrugged and continued to read and drink
The food
is made for you with love from Alaia. You better eat it, asshole, or I’ll blow
your mouth out.
He looked at the food
and shrugged. He took another sip and kept on reading.
We’re
back on Azeroth. I’ll send out the coordinates as soon as we get to the pick up
point. Gerty will be waiting outside of Stormwind. Be ready to pick up a wet
dwarf. I can’t wait to get back to the sea. That ship better be good, bitch.
The jug was tilted
back and after he swallowed, Ziggly spat at the letter. “It’s a fucking great
ship, bitch! Fuck you!”
I’ll see
you soon, bro.
-C-
P.S.
Alaia hopes you enjoy the hat. You know what they say: keep your ‘head’
covered.
Ziggly looked back in
the box and rolled his eyes. “Mother. Fuckers.” He reached his grubby his
little hand into the box and pulled out a fuzzy red hat with ear holes. “What
the fuck is this bullshit?” He sighed and shook his head. “Fucking wench.”
A knock at the door
made him push the box filled with food to the side of the bed and he folded the
letter quickly, shoving it into the box as well. He placed the hat on his head
and reached for a bow that once decorated he box and placed it between his bare
legs. Holding the almost empty jug of bourbon with one hand and placing his
other hand behind the red hat, he grinned his sharp, toothy smile, leaned back
against the headboard and said, “Come in.”
A female elf dressed in a
small red and white trimmed outfit walked in, smiling. Ziggly chuckled “Happy
Winter Veil to me.”
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