“A few drinks to muster the pot-valor,” said Crow, “and Celcius quit her job, mounted the camel, and rode into the sunset.”

“I hear Kelvin’s replaced her,” sighed Sparra. “He’s the new temp.”

(#VSS365 & #MicroPrompt, Prompts: Potvalor & Mount, 191 characters)

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