”I thought we were going to some sort of liquor store or something?”

Beth says softly as she tilts her head to the side like a confused puppy, studying the old cabin with curious eyes.

Beth wanted to have her first drink because her daddy would always tell hers no, and he isn’t exactly around to say no anymore. She brought you to a country club but the only drink there was peach schnapps, and no way in hell were you letting that be her first drink.

So instead you brought her to some old cabin you found a while back with Michonne, where she can have real alcohol.