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"You?!" exclaimed Frontsek.
"Yeah, me." smirked the raven.
"But... Why?!"
"Oh, that's a VERY long story, mister Midj. I can't say it all in the few hours we have left before you go and get your boyfriend's son at the airport."
"How the hell do you know that?!" snarled Julius.
"Just come tomorrow at the Starbucks at Broadway and 8th Street, 10 am. There, I'll explain it all, and get my interview by the way."
"Yeah, sure," spat the boar, who wasn't convinced. "What says it's not a trap?!"
"If it's a mark of good will you want..."
On these words, Raziel took a little box from his pocket, put it in Frontsek's hand, and opened it.
Revealing in it a second watch.
"Yes, it works as well as the other one," said Raziel, enjoying a lot Frontsek's and Julius' astonished expressions. "And while I put it in your boyfriend's hand, it's actually for you, mister Swinn."
Julius' jaw just dropped.
"Well, I'm off. Don't forget: the Starbucks at Broadway and 8th Street, tomorrow, 10 am. Don't let your little games, or rather your BIG games, make you forget it."
And on these words, the raven left, leaving behind him two completely flabbergasted people.

Art by  elementalfurrries
Original here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/20683475/
Frontsek, Julius and Raziel © me