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[madster]

malphas had one vice, and it was alcohol. any kind, really. he wouldn't define himself as an alcoholic, really- he just enjoyed it a little too much. when he smelled the cigarettes in the air it reminded him of the fact he had some rum waiting for him back in his room, but he decided to approach the german shepherd dog. he'd never say it out loud, but dogs scared him.

"smoking, huh?" he asked, tilting his head. "what are you doing up so late? i'm the fuckin' clan nurse and i have to tell people to go sleep, it's my job," he joked, walking by him now. "hey, you should bum me one. i've never smoked before," he said, a grin appearing on his face.