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For Biffy - Meeting another twoey
Derek had said there were others here like them, or sort of like them. Not quite, but the same kind of mythology. Sam was hoping to meet them all eventually, just to know who he might be literally sniffing butts with at some point, but he wasn't exactly gonna be putting an ad in the paper. Or on the internet, since that was how this sort of thing went these days.
One thing he did know is that Semele's was neutral territory, which meant he tended to be there periodically, both because he didn't have to worry about people wondering what he was and because it wasn't a bad place to meet others who were a little different. He was pretty busy getting Prosperity up and running and getting settled in, but there was always time for a drink, especially at the end of a long week.
One thing he did know is that Semele's was neutral territory, which meant he tended to be there periodically, both because he didn't have to worry about people wondering what he was and because it wasn't a bad place to meet others who were a little different. He was pretty busy getting Prosperity up and running and getting settled in, but there was always time for a drink, especially at the end of a long week.