The Calsearth Ledger: Ales of The Old World
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Blithering Morsel of Calsearth! π“…‹

Firing on all cylinders to dovetailed crossing against ephialtes and goose bumps. Bowing out our households to the doorway of lasting renown.

Diarized in @OverTheCals, @CalsearthBot (SFSβ€”HFW) & @TheCalsearthBot. πŸͺΆπŸ•―️
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It started with Kheraeld's Lia casually mentioning that she wanted a fancy dinner. No special occasion, no real reason, just a sudden thought that sounded good in the moment. Of course, she added one small condition: Calsearth's Leehan would be the one paying. She said it so naturally that it almost sounded fair. Almost.

Calsearth's Leehan already knew better than to question it too much. With Kheraeld's Lia, plans rarely made sense anyway. Somehow they always began with a random idea and ended with the two of them sitting somewhere nicer than expected.

So the night unfolded with warm lights above the table, food that looked almost too pretty to touch at first, and an easy conversation that filled the time without either of them noticing. In the end, it wasn't really about the fancy dinner Kheraeld's Lia had insisted on. It was just another ordinary night that somehow turned memorable, the kind that begins with a mischievous idea and ends with two friends laughing over a meal one of them definitely didn't plan to pay for.
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You'll always have my shoulder when youuu cryyy
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agendakan ngabuburit bareng onty.. β™₯️
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