Jacquelyn Wicked Creator

When they reached the garden, there was a mat, laid on the floor in front of the bench, Claire made him sit on the matt as she made some metal cups with her magic, she placed the cup and the bottle at the bench and gracefully sat in front of him she placed her knees on the floor and rest of her buttocks on the top of her feet. "Hey Claire, what is this all about?" Andrei sat casually in an Indian sit. "Nah, I just want to drown over my failures over wine," she replied sarcastically...
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When they reached the garden, there was a mat, laid on the floor in front of the bench, Claire made him sit on the matt as she made some metal cups with her magic, she placed the cup and the bottle at the bench and gracefully sat in front of him she placed her knees on the floor and rest of her buttocks on the top of her feet. "Hey Claire, what is this all about?" Andrei sat casually in an Indian sit. "Nah, I just want to drown over my failures over wine," she replied sarcastically with a deadpan expression while pouring some wine on the cup she made and offered it to him. "What are you? An old man?" He took the cup from her and smelled it, "Oh, Claire this smells nice!" He made a bright smile as he looked at the wine, in Andrei's college life, he would sometimes be invited on formal occasions, where pricey wines were served, he was able to identify that the wine poured to him was indeed of high quality just from the smell.