Flash Fiction: Double Date

The half-orcs were enamored as they left the tavern.

“Starka’s smitten,” Ell smiled.

Ace nodded. “Po’s a good guy.”

She hugged her half-elven lover. “So glad you brought him.”

“He’s my brother.”

“Uh, what?”

“Dad’s a gigolo,” he shrugged. “Our sister’s a half-dragon.”

 

 

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