“Should I be concerned?” Charmy whispered to Cream.
Brown eyes glanced at him before watching the two tailed fox like a hawk. She gave a quick shrug. “We should get snacks though.”
Charmy frowned at her before sitting slightly behind her. The fox was not someone who's bad side he wanted to be on. Especially with however many of those cocktails he had consumed.
Ray sat next to the fox. His fingers tapping on the table. The yellow squirrel had stuck to water and was learning card games.
“From a gambling monster.” Charmy noted to himself as he watched the grin spread on Tails’ face as he wrung every player dry at the table.
“Do you want another mead?” Cream offered.
Charmy shook his head. “Nah,” he wanted to be sober for this one. He preferred sobriety whenever he noticed Tails being a sneaky little gremlin. No one could say he made it up or mis-
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