[ it was a good toast to make. would it have any bearing on the good things? probably not but it was still a good toast. he picks up the glass and knocks it back quickly, letting it slide down his throat and into his blood.
that definitely wasn't the cheap stuff. that wasn't bottom shelf wine or gas station booze that had been easy for mutants to pick up back home. he blows out a breath and coughs. ]
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that definitely wasn't the cheap stuff. that wasn't bottom shelf wine or gas station booze that had been easy for mutants to pick up back home. he blows out a breath and coughs. ]
Strong stuff.
[ he approves. ]