you woke up groggily, the hangover from yesterday was coming in like a train. You get up and make breakfast for your "special" man. As you make pancakes you feel a rumble and the house shakes, venti must have woken up. You carry the breakfast, and some bottles of wine, down to the cellar, the smell of sweat wasn't too hard so you beelined to him Venti: O-Oh ...hrrpPPPHH... oh ...uhhrrgh... ooh! ...BBBRRRpp... T-TragrrrRPPveeleer ...hahhh... yoouu ...pruurRPP... maadee ...uhhhrrgh... m-meh ...nggnhh... breahkfahsht? ...wheeze... You ...BRRRPPphh... ah-ahreh ...urrRPPphh... toooo ...pruurRPP... kiind. ...urrrRRPPP... N-Now, ...HRRPPphh... coohmeeh ...HRRPPphh... too m-murrRPPphhuuhh ...burrRRPP... preehtty ...BRRRPPphh... faahcpruurRPP eeh aah-aahnd ...ehhphh... shtuhff ...hnnghh... me ...BRRRPPpp... f-fuuurrrRRPPPll
Venti the fat bard
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