“Good morning, Fairy Tail!” Lucy called as she swung open the doors to the infamous guild.
Mixed respuestas ranging from cheerful calls to mumbled responses rang through the hall. The wooden door slammed itself shut behind the teenage mage as she stepped into the room. Her greeting had received a fine response, but it had not been the kind for which she had been hoping. Quickly, Lucy scanned the room for someone who might remember what a special día it was. Cana sat at the bar with what was most likely her segundo barrilete, barril de cerveza of the morning. The two girls had always been a good friends, so surely she...
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