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Setting: ?
Genre: fantasy
Summary: Nico is just drunk enough to ask rude questions.
Notes: prompted by Eliza and Herm Baskerville
Words: 100
Kirah kept to a quiet corner of the party, but Nico approached her.
“There’s a thing I wanna ask you. Why do you pretend you’re human?”
“You’re drunk.”
“A bit, yeah. But you’re a troll. You’ve got a tail under those skirts.”
“It’s very rude to bring up… oddities like that.”
“Yeahbut. You’re a troll. I saw you lick sweet wrappers.”
“Do you want to pretend humans don’t like sweets?”
“Rarely that much. Why’d a troll pretend to be human, anyway?”
“Humans don’t like trolls?”
“Oh. That’s stupid of them.” Nico frowned into the middle distance briefly. “I like you.”
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