[He offers her his most winsome smile as he takes the cup from it, holding it up in a mockery of a toast before taking in a sharp breath and preparing himself to partake.]
Bottoms up!
[Despite his declaration, he is a bit restrained as he samples it, taking a long, measured sip rather than downing the whole thing recklessly. For a moment, his expression remains neutral, curious, his brow furrowing for a brief moment in thought— and then it starts.
It hits him all at once, the furious burning of the liquid as it makes its way down his throat, and yet he feels himself going raw as though cut by jagged ice. It's even stronger than the potent smell had promised, and while he does swallow most of it down, he sputters and leans forward as he wheezes, catching his hand against his thigh to keep himself from topping forward entirely.]
That's—
[It must be what pure alcohol tastes like, he thinks, thanks to the burn.]
no subject
Well then— the moment of truth, yes?
[He offers her his most winsome smile as he takes the cup from it, holding it up in a mockery of a toast before taking in a sharp breath and preparing himself to partake.]
Bottoms up!
[Despite his declaration, he is a bit restrained as he samples it, taking a long, measured sip rather than downing the whole thing recklessly. For a moment, his expression remains neutral, curious, his brow furrowing for a brief moment in thought— and then it starts.
It hits him all at once, the furious burning of the liquid as it makes its way down his throat, and yet he feels himself going raw as though cut by jagged ice. It's even stronger than the potent smell had promised, and while he does swallow most of it down, he sputters and leans forward as he wheezes, catching his hand against his thigh to keep himself from topping forward entirely.]
That's—
[It must be what pure alcohol tastes like, he thinks, thanks to the burn.]
Powerful.