>>26479350I threw my head back and dropped the maybe 20-40 ml of liquid down my throat, being mindful to dodge the majority of my tongue, just in case.
What I experienced next can only be described as...
dissapointment.
I put the glass back on the table, Virgil staring at me dumbfounded, her eyes like saucers. Why was she so shocked? It had just been orange juice, after all.
>Whats the matter? I suppose the prank was to scare me into refusing to drink this? It didnt work.Virgil still seemed a taken aback
>A-a-ahh.. Y-you didnt react? Like at all? What the HELL is wrong with you?? HEY!Her reaction seemed really out of place.. Was this also part of some prank?
>What are you talking about? I couldn't really taste it well, but its was just orange juice. Virg-I paused as her face went ghostly pale, her eyebrows attempting to jump off into her scalp.
>O-oran..? OH NOOOoooo... ohmygod. ohmygod nonononoNO THIS CANT BE HAPPENING KYAHAHAHAHAAAAADoubled over, she started grabbing at her hair and cackling
I was totally taken aback.
>Are you okay? What on earth is the problem?!She straightened up, sheer terror etched in her face. Shoving me out of the way, she yelled
>MOVE BITCH!!Dashing out of the room, knocking over the table in the process. I went out the violently blown open door to see what she was doing.
Iooking down the hallway, I saw her sprinting at top speed, her boots making an awful racket. I could still make out what she yelled, though.
>SENSEEEEEIIIIII!! DONT DRINK IIIIIIT!!!! SENSEEEEEEEEIIIIII!!!! STOOOOOOOOOP!!Oh. I could kinda guess what happened. I saw her shoulder charge (while still screaming) through a door on the other end of the hall.
There was a minutes silence before she exited the room, slowly closing the door behind her. She was holding a glass.
As she came closer, I could tell the glass was still full. That was a relief I guess. I called out to her.
>Is everything alright?She was staring straight down, trembling slightly, as she walked a little closer.
>t-they... um... sme..She paused, her downturned face burning up with embarrasment. Damn, shes cute. I tried to remember which pocket my phone was in. Screenshot time! She interrupted my train of thought by continuing.
>IT SMELLED, SENSEI SAID THEY SMELLED IT UEEEEEEEEH~! I really really cant do this anymooooooore~She looked up, red in the face and scowling, and pointed straight at my face with the hand that wasnt carrying the glass.
>This. Is. YOUR. Fault.I just grinned.
>Can I have a whiff too? I feel left out. 