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“I might have, and by might I really do mean definitely, got ahead of myself.” She muttered, glancing up at the other, before giving them a gin. “Either way, I have more alcohol than I really need,” She didn’t even drink that often, so it was a mystery why she had so much spread out before her. “So, what’s your poision?”
“thank you.” he initially responded, taking the drink that was offered to him. “i don’t think it’s getting ahead of yourself when so many are already taking advantage of the free bar... if anything, you are probably behind.” trying to reassure her rather than speak in malice. “whiskey is predominately what i drink, though is that too cliché royal? how about you? are you the princess of gin?”













