The Horrors of Stonebury, Chapter 1

He kept a myriad of different bottles of alcohol within, but only the strong, forceful bite of unfiltered bourbon could burn away his stresses that evening. "it isn't fair to them, tandy.

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Sounds Like a Fun Time (Bad End)

The wolf bobbed his head gently in time with the music that pounded through the club, and he took a sip of his bourbon, enjoying the oaky flavor that washed over his tongue.

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Down in the Bayou

Laying by the pool with an almost empty glass of bourbon in one hand, and his other arm around the gator. he took in the full majesty of the world around them.

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The Best Retainer

He cleared his throat gazing out the window as he sipped the last drops of bourbon from his glass and set it on the table before wiping the sweat from his brow.

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Nighthawks: Chapter 2

"some bourbon. i had a glass of that shit once, before i met you. greatest thing ever." "what the hell is bourbon?" liz asked confused, "don't tell me it's some type of alcohol." "and what if it is?"

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Sing In Me, Holy One, and Through Me

The goat poured a bourbon for the drifter, and one larger for himself. the coyote accepted the glass without fuss. "i thank you." "what in god's name are you?"

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A Hypnotically Tasty Nightcap

Nbowa called into the living room, his paws grabbing a second glass and pouring himself a simple bourbon and cola. "strong enough to put me to sleep so i can wake up in the morning and actually go home!"

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Before The White Horizon: Blake

I down one more finger of bourbon, then i dance with that guy for several minutes, actually grinding on him. sometimes it's the same guy from last week, sometimes it's not.

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Space Party

Those eyes were slightly crossed now, but the alien seemed in fine spirits, leaning ever closer to him as he set down the bourbon glass, her shoulder meeting his.

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Dear Cousin

Brian says nothing, only moaning softly, bourbon and martini rising off his breath.

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Cry me a Murder, pt 7 - The Other Side of Zero

My stomach cramped up from last night's good bourbon and bad judgement.

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