Daniel

Daniel cautiously swirled the short, stout vial of pinkish liquid around. It looked... strange, but not entirely unpleasant? A totally opaque liquid with a pink tinge to it. Daniel snorted; he'd just paid twenty bucks for a fancy bottle full of strawberry milk, didn't he? The old man ran a good show, the atmosphere had really been getting to him! But outside now, he could tell it was all just smoke and mirrors. Daniel had half a mind to walk back in and put the old man in his place... but decided he was too busy to bother with some conman. It definitely wasn't because he felt uneasy at the idea of going back into the store.

So, Daniel continued on down the city street. This 'curio' store was just a way to kill time after some other shopping; he had something to go to later today, but hey, at least he had a refreshing beverage on his way there. He'd been taught not to take treats from shady-looking strangers, but popping the cork on the thing, it smelled... not bad. It felt laughable that the drink could do him any harm, let alone any sort of 'magic' like the man protested. Taking a sip, the taste wasn't entirely not like strawberry milk; the word 'fruity' came to mind, but Daniel couldn't tell you which fruit it was. What was weirder was that, as the bottle got closer and closer to being empty, Daniel thought he was getting strange looks from every woman he passed on the street....

Daniel shook his head. It was probably just his imagination. He couldn't let it slow him down, not when he had people waiting for him. Daniel took a deep breath, tossed the bottle into the first recycling bin he passed on the street, and doubled his pace as he hurried to....