The Husky's Dilemna

"to do the same damn routine," "every day" get home, whiskey, tv get home, whiskey, tv get home, whiskey, tv sometimes if the canine was feeling bold, he'd do his routine out of order, just to shake things up a bit.

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Straight Guys Taste the Sweetest

The fox's fingers were almost as much affected by whiskey as the wolf was, and it took him a moment to pop the top button.

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Little Talks

"whiskey... give me a bottle of whiskey, not in those small glasses, okay?", fox said in his usual voice. "sir, uh, we don't... we don't serve whiskey in glasses.... er, i mean, uh, w-we serve them in glasses, but we don't serve them in bottles...".

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The Cat's Meow

"find me some proper whisky and we'll call it even. none of that bathtub hooch going around." peeking back into the room, the suave sleuth was grinning.

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The Scent Of Rust, Prologue

He longed for a good montecristo to fill sharpen the roundness of the whiskey, to meld with the flavours of the malt whiskey in his mouth. oh well, he'd just have to make do with the cigarettes back in the car. footsteps, and a gasp.

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Whiskey Heaves

Kahnso and writing (c) me barry (c) fa: moodyferret the otter gulped down the whiskey and immediately wished he hadn't. whiskey never agreed with him.

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The Prince of Vara - [Chpt 4]

He drunkenly grabbed onto the glass of whiskey tightly before letting it splash against his face and run down the side as he drank it.

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Vacation Souvenirs—Chapter 2

"don't sweat it," kane told him smoothly before taking another sip of his whiskey.

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Ribbons - Part One

He pulled out of the small backpack on his back, some whiskey. he grabbed my shirt roughly, and threw me down on the bed. i tried to get up, but he pushed be back down, and took the whiskey.

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(you're... someone else)

I taste whiskey. i'm handcuffed to a folding chair, in a survivalist's bunker. i smell gunpowder. chase lies on the floor, staring up at me as the light goes out of his eyes. i taste whiskey.

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A Chance Encounter

Rj sat down a glass of what barry assumed was whiskey in front of her.

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