Drunk in the Here and Now

Thinking back to last night, the two of them shared a jar of osmanthus wine, gazed at the stars and moon, and talked by candlelight until the night was deep and the dew heavy. They went to bed fully clothed, and... they actually did nothing? When the wolf demon opened his eyes again, the other person was gone. He was so full of regret, he could have kicked himself.

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