At this moment, I had a bottle of alcohol in front of me and three shot glasses and I waved the two over to sit down when they slowed their stride seeing me like this. Despite their hesitation, I still poured each of us a shot and the moment they sat down, I had us down our glass in one breath.
"Ugh—/ Gck!/ Eugh…"
I chuckled, "Sorry, it gets better with more shots…"
JP shook his head, "No the fuck it doesn't…"
Tennyson nodded, "That's like straight-up kerosene…"
I quickly anchored the conversation back to usual programming, "So, what's up with you two?"
"Hmm?/What?"
"I said, 'sup?"
JP answered first after pushing his shot glass close to where the bottle was, "I recovered okay-ish but I'm still wary if you put something in our drinks. Even if everyone came out mostly unscathed, we never know with you."
Tennyson's eyes grew wide, "Ah, fuck! Then why'd you— we, drink it?!"