“Vil would never let me drink this…” Epel uttered underneath his breath.

Epel’s fingers circled the rim of the cup before he reluctantly held it up to his lips. He recalled Vil’s words over consuming these drinks, and how he used to chastise its negative effects. Though, he had seen adults drink all the time.

For what better reason was there for two first years, who were obviously not of age, sipping drinks they shouldn’t have? If only you two hadn't been interested in what it felt like to be intoxicated.

And so, due to this newfound curiosity… the two of you sat in the privacy of your own dorm, Ramshackle, drinks prepared for the two of you.