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It had been several days, and Robin was still sulking.
It was stupid, really. It wasn't like this was the first time he'd been brushed aside for the shackles of monogamy. But it was so fast and that guy was so boring. And Robin had really thought....
Well, it didn't matter.
Except it mattered enough for him to be sitting on the edge of the lake, shoes of and feet in the water and squishing into the mud, two bottles of the truly terrible hooch he'd managed to make next to him. One of them was already empty. The second was actually slightly better. The good news was, each bottle was getting slightly better.
It was stupid, really. It wasn't like this was the first time he'd been brushed aside for the shackles of monogamy. But it was so fast and that guy was so boring. And Robin had really thought....
Well, it didn't matter.
Except it mattered enough for him to be sitting on the edge of the lake, shoes of and feet in the water and squishing into the mud, two bottles of the truly terrible hooch he'd managed to make next to him. One of them was already empty. The second was actually slightly better. The good news was, each bottle was getting slightly better.
