Jenny was given a glass tied with a neat little red ribbon. The liquid inside the cup itself looked a fiery, glowing orange, almost giving it the appearance of magma. Jeremy accepted his own glass, following along with the others in the crowd as they all raised it up in preparation for the toast.
A knot suddenly rose in Jenny’s throat as she began feeling the alcohol from her previous shots. The young woman hesitated for a second as she realized something was happening that she was not prepared for. Nothing left to do he lifted her glass along with the others.
Everyone’s eyes were turned on the man who was, apparently, having a birthday. Despite his drunkenness, he patiently waited for everyone to be given a shot before he lifted his own cup. “Th- thank you alllll, verymuch!” he slurred. “Hai deval!” he cheered. Jeremy yelled the cheers back, and Jenny muttered incoherently in attempt to keep up the facade, and suddenly everyone was drinking. Freezing in sudden drunken shock as everyone began eating their cups and tying bows, she watched out of the corner of her eye as Jeremy swallowed the shot, slipped the ribbon from the glass, and held the cup in his teeth while he retied the ribbon with his fingers. He was halfway through the retied knot before he seemed to realize that Jenny may not have participated in a traditional Cassian birthday shot before. His eyes widened, he shoot her a look - glass still in his teeth as he tried to show her what he was doing.
She shot a rare, fleeting look of panic back at Jeremy. What the hell was she supposed to be doing?