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AND HOW WAS YOUR PLAY RIENA BB

"I've been doing well sweetie, spain really is a beautiful place, I wish you'd just come with me next time. Having three children running around the place must be tiring~" She glanced at Quail cheekily as he wheeled himself back down the stairs with Wren's help, a few cries of familiarity emerging from a corner of men as they called him over, Alice rolling her eyes in exaggeration.

She petted her on the head with her gloved hands, smiling as if the entire ordeal has never happened. All of the original Treolark Children were sitting on the barstools, Duck included as she cheated people out of their money at a game of cards, the gloves too big for her hands as she fumbled around with the slips of paper. An empty seventh seat was a few meters away from them, seemingly untouched as if the suede chair was a relic. The memory of Finch Treolark was still, so painfully, alive.

She would have loved this place, come to think of it.