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"I think my wife left me. Again"

"Moments like those make me glad I'm not in such a relationship...Though, I suppose I do have my own relationships with other things. As such...I'd like some vodka, please."

"Would you like some of mine?" Zabivaka asks, clearly several years below the drinking age.

"That depends, is it strong, or is it weak...маленький щенок? (small pup)"

He suddenly phrase up as he heard her speak Russian.
"W-wait- a- are you-" He stammered out anxiously. "P-PLEASE DON'T TAKE ME BACK!!!" He shouted.

"Whatever you are...I'm not here to do anything but drink and relax, as most of us are here for. At least that way, I can somewhat forget the direness of my conditions."

Joot rushed over, hugging the older kid and petting his head.
"It's okay, it's okay... No one is gonna take you back to Russia... You're gonna be okay..."
Zabivaka, meanwhile, was too busy sobbing in anxiety and fear to respond.

*Floof hugs*

"Oh nonsense, Mathius!" Azumi smiled "Goddesses are always busy! One day, I'm sure she'll be able to have a break and spend some time with you!"

"I know a good number of goddesses." Mine Laru said. He seems to have just blended in with the crowd quietly for a good. "One is very chatty with me. We regularly talk on the phone or if we meet each other in the supermarket... However, it may be because she is Meikutsu, goddess of shoes."

He picked Fumizuki up and held her on his side "even if she did, at least I got a son out of it, and there isn't a price I wouldn't pay to have Wish as my son"

"It happens to the best of us."

Wish appeared, with a bag of probably magical ob-.... cocobeans???-

"Father I just had an amazing idea-" he'd say, holding up the bag "What if we started a chocolate production company? Like how washing ma chine companies make machine guns-"

"General Electric saves our asses more times than you can count."

"They also make trains."

"A father/son chocolate brand!"

Would enter from a small door, putting down the order for the week

He went and got Squee's money order. He went to her and handed it off to her.

She takes a rather strong hit of vodka, initially red-faced with the strongness of it, but then gets over it through a gasp and a few deep breaths—The alcohol makes her feel warm, if only briefly.

She would take the money and yawn "sorry that I have not been in in a minute"