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RICKY’S POV

“When last did you taste Swedish champagne?” Andy had no problem bringing champagne to my room. He’d just knocked at the door, and pushed it open the very moment I permitted him to, and that was the first thing he said as he strutted in.

“Who cares about going Swede in champagne, everybody goes for French sparkling liquids.” I said in response.

I’d been busy throughout the day, receiving friends and well-wishers of Rainbow crest pack, who had come to pledge their support for my upcoming marking ceremony.

Andy had been with me all the while I was busy with the visitors, and I thought he would be resting now he was relieved of the burden of working all day with me, he came with a pretty bottle of Swedish champagne.

“You chose French because you’ve probably not heard of the Swedish sparkling liquids.” He brought the stool I’d tossed to the window side closer to my bed, and sat down.

He had two slim glasses at hand, and was going to serve the drink even if I didn’t ask for on
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