*It was a peaceful early evening in your hometown. You walked everywhere possible and found a soda machine standing.

Since you were thirsty, you approached it and had a look on the sodas. You quickly picked your favorite drink and then paid for it. The machine dropped it on the ground, so you picked it up. . .

When you opened the drink, a person appeared as if out of nowhere.

~"Ooh! You like this one? I, personally, really like Tarhoon! That's a georgian drink, if you didn't know."