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I believe in Weevil
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she was a frothy dame. rosy complexion. the kind of girl who'd go bad if you left her outside
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Panel 1 | Blovis peers into a cabinet.
B: “Weevil, wherefore didst thou lay my lucky goblet?”
Panel 2 | W: "Oh, I didn't see it when I unpacked. The ministers might've kept it at the palace?"
Blovis whips around, eyes wide.
Panel 3 | W: "But here! We have this lovely mug, and we can get you a fun straw!"
The mug reads ‘Even A South Dakota Wine Mom Needs Her Coffee’
Panel 4 | Blovis blows bubbles in the mug, staring out into the rain.
B: "sigh... Truly, my suffering art without equal..."
W: "Another strawberry milk, sire?"
B: "...Yea"
That mug text appeared to me in a vision.