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Alicia traced out her steps. This trip to Europe had been one of the most phenomenal decisions she’d ever made. All of the most famous landmarks, across six different countries. So much history!The people had been wonderful to her in most places she’d been so far, though she could think of some ulterior motives that might be at play there.

If there was a downside, it was that she’d indulged in whiskey in the UK, beer in Belgium, wine in France, back to beer in Germany and while Amsterdam was a bit of a crossfaded blur, she was sure she’d had a lot to drink there as well. The proof, after all, was in the pudding. Alcohol had a bit of a unique effect on her figure, and the thirty or forty extra pounds (sorry, what, fifteen, twenty kilos?) she’d put on were beginning to mildly slow down her footspeed. She had planned for the worst, but this was excessive even for her, and her largest pair of tights were now stretched to the absolute limit. 

Still though, it was worth every ounce (gram?) she’d accumulated and then some. As she stretched her legs, shifting her new bulk against the deliciously tight tights, drawing a few stares and some muttered words she could only assume meant something something American, she took in the sights a step at a time. She glanced towards a pub and a few sentences banged into a translator gave her the impression that not only was it over one hundred years old, it had seventy-five brews on tap. She licked her lips. She could always buy more tights, but when would she be back here again?

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Reblogging now that it’s properly capped. 🙂