Send 🍸to get my muse drunk.| accepting
❝ June, come on. ❞
Robbie cannot just throw back this shot.
He has to swallow it down a lot slower
than he has the others. He’s a bit of a
light weight.
BROWN HIES stared at the glass of liquor that sat still on the bar counter. A slight smile peering on her lips as she grabbed a hold of it. “Robbie, I have to admit, I was never the drinking type—“ she warned, Not just to add onto her ‘innocents’ But just the fact she cared about a healthy lifestyle, and knowing she was the one to catch onto things rather quickly. It wouldn’t have been good for her. Sucking in breathe, she brought in up to her mouth to drink, but the whiff of it made her scrunch her nose, It was strong. Better now than never right?She thought to herself before drowning the drink, then almost instantly regretting it as it stung. Leasing a few coughs, she looked at Robbie with frowned eyebrows. “How do you drink that? What even IS that?”