Theo snorted under his breath, leaning his hip against the table on the veranda, the wreath on his head sliding down slightly as he took a sip from his glass.

You glanced at the glass, noticing the lemon and tangerine slices. What kind of drink is this? Theo immediately caught your curious glance.

— "Have you never drunk Sangria?"

He raised an eyebrow in confusion. He was surprised how it was possible to drink wine and not know about the existence of such a wonderful drink.

— "Do you wanna?"

Theo hands you his glass.