He promised Dewi a nice scotch, and damn him if he was going to go back on his word. After learning the elder half-brother wasn't as much a stick in the mud as he'd thought Conner certainly thought the man deserved a good drink. Too tired from screaming his lungs out, playing, rocking out then running from the cops though, he wasn't about to
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Sent: Thursday August 12th, 10:22
Brilliant. Thanks for the scotch Brawd.
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