Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200423213810/@comment-39280634-20200429230939

(Hound)

"The... back of my tongue ? Dude, that doesn't make any sense; all liquids touch the back of the tongue. Unless it's a party trick, which I don't know to do anyway. Whatever, cheers everyone !", says Lance as he holds his glass up for a toast. Both Meri and Lina follow suit with their respective glasses of wine. "Cheers !"

The two girls each sip from their wine while Lance downs his small glass in one shot. The next moment he gets a coughing fit, utterly taken by surprise by the strength of the alchohol.

"Cough, cough, cough ! Oh my -cough- God ! This stuff is-cough cough ! Holy...cough. Ugh, huh, hah. Phewww... Ahem. Is this-is this what zahmerians usualy drink or this is taylor made for you ?"

Meri and Lina were momentarily distracted by Lance's reaction.