“Good that you agreed.” She chuckled before moving back to the kitchen, getting her bottle of Bacardi out as well as some shot glasses. “Should get snacks…”
“Why would I turn down alcohol?” He followed her into their kitchen, leaning against the counter as she took out the Bacardi and the shot glasses. “We should what’s alcohol without some food. But hold up, I’ll be right back.” He stood up and walked off back towards his room, closing the door behind him.