Light gossip ensues

“Ok ok ok hear me out.” You say after taking a swig of wine. “Marry, fuck, kill. Krest, Bax or er um Darren?”

“Ooooo.” Red says clearly amused.

“Thatsa’ tough one…” Skye says scratching her head.

“Which one is um Darren again?”

“Hahaha he’s defiant that scrawny one with the goofy face.”

“Oh right right right. I think…” Red slurs her words as she tries to explain. “Fuck Bax, marry Darren, kill Krest.”

“No way!” You exclaim. “I never woulda pegged Darren as yer type, I thought that would be a kill fer sure.”

“Well it’s like.” Red raises a finger and begins to gesture with her hand. “He’s like, not a threat to me? Right? So I could completely do whatever I want with him.”

“Woah, spicy.” You hiccup. “Hey this stuff is stronger than I remember too! Waddathey’ put in this anyhow.” You turn the wine over to look at the markings on the bottle.

Mostly seems to check out asides’ oh… oh my… hehheh.

“This wine is 20!” you slur out loud.

But this doesnae’ make sense why I’m feelin’ it so much. This stuff hardly has any impact on dwar-. Ahhhh now I get it.

“Pshhhh still plenty of time to shober up before the fight!” Red says slurring the end of her words.

“Shhould be fffffine. HEY I know what’ll shober us up. Lesh play a game.” Skye says with enthusiasm.

“What-uh-what kind o’ game?” You ask.

“Maybe a quick round of hide and sheek?” She says, a hint of mischief in her tone.