"Again, Kuruharan, of course you didn't spike the Dr.Pepper. But I think I'll drink out of this nice can just to be safe." Elanor grins and takes a sip from her can, but alas! someone has poured a strong liquid into it. As she can't even smell alcohol without getting a bit tipsy, she momentarily blacks out, only to be awakened by the mob of girls chasing Legolas through a pavallion. "Kuruharan! If you're responsible for this..." Elanor begins, but the herd of fangirls stops her short as they burst from the pavillion and run directly toward her. Suddenly she finds herself running for her life next to Legolas. "So, how ya doin'?" she asks the Elf as she sprints.
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Soli Deo Gloria
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