“Alright, wait a quick second…” Wally mumbled, smirking as he looked at the clock intensely, waiting for that hand to hit 12:00 AM. It was currently the day before he turns 19, and he wanted to have a drink of Vodka for the first time. He stole it from Barry’s basement.

“Twelve a.m!” Wally exclaimed, bringing the shot cup up into his mouth and lifting his head up before taking a big gulp. He then proceeds to throw up a moment after. “That is absolutely disgusting.” Wally complains, looking around for his other cup of juice and drinking all of it through the jug.