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daeun’s just popped another strawberry in her mouth, nose wrinkling slightly at the tartness of the fruit when she gets an idea. picking up the bowl of fruits, she hurries out of her room, heading in the direction of the swedish prince’s room. she remembers how she’d never seen him drink alcohol any way other than neat, and decides it’s up to her to get her to appreciate alcohol as more than just a means of getting drunk. ❝ otto! ❞ she all but yells as she barges into his room without knocking. ❝ we’re making sangria today. ❞