#eivi

Eivor: Okay, who here thought Randvi and I were dating?

Randvi: *puts hand up*

Eivor: Put your hand down, Randvi.

It’s already almost 4500 words long...

I’m only JUST into Chapter 1...

Chapter 1 of 23 (This includes a Prologue)

Eivor: I'm totally fine. Here, I can prove it.

Eivor: [loud, pained groaning]

Eivor: [more loud, pained groaning]

Eivor: [collapsing]Eivor: I'm fine, see?

Randvi: You can't have thought that went well for you.

Randvi: Are you carrying any explosives?

Eivor: Just this bomb ass pussy.

Randvi: Hytham, I quit drinking for her.

Randvi: [dunks her face in the mead barrel]

Randvi: Ahhh. Just that one. I’m scared if I stop all at once the cumulative hangover will literally kill me.

Randvi: Oh, so suddenly you don't have a death wish!

Eivor: Randvi, I've never had a death wish. It's just that I don't believe that I personally even can die.

Eivor: So uh… what did you do today?

Randvi: ..I got you a cake..

Eivor: Oh yeah?

Randvi: Yeah

Eivor: What is today, baby?

Randvi: The day your Mom died

Eivor: Today is the day my Mom died, 17 years ago

Eivor: Alright. What does the cake say?

Randvi: "SORRY I DIED. LOVE, MOM"

Randvi: I'm sorry!