https://archive.palanq.win/bant/thread/18965744/#q18996888>Oh, uh... wine... okTrying hard to hide her nervousness with a forced smile, Nico slowly pours a bit of the wine into her glass and reluctantly takes a tiny sip. It's immediately obvious that she doesn't like it at all
>Ratasha, I'm sorry, I should've told you, I'm not a drinker>I wish I could enjoy this with you, but I really don't like the taste or feeling of alcohol at all. Plus I'm really scared of getting drunk>I'm really sorry, I really should've mentioned this before. Maybe I can buy you a bottle sometime to make up for it>I hope this doesn't ruin the evening or anythingNico frowns and looks ashamedly down at the table
