[Training] one hundred sleepless nights

cut up our losses into doable doses

ration our tears and sighs

"Mmm, plenty o' new con—cock—tions to try." Remi said, his lips peeling back in a boyish and mischevious grin at his oh-too-obvious phrasing. He'd indeed been working on more alcohol variations now that there was a proper new bar in place, but today he'd been spending more time sampling than he had meant to.

Perking up at that, always intrigued by Ianto's wares, the alchemist nodded. "If it is a sword from the wagon, more'n likely it'll be worse for you than for me." He said, meaning it as a warning but succeeding only in hiccuping through it instead.

Remi

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