The looked at the tea, deciding that was fair, “I suppose.” they gave a quick spritz in the air above the succulents so it sprayed down evenly over all of them. They seemed much happier that way, “Have I had cocktails? I feel like I have, but I’m not good at alcohol. There was this strawberry one I liked, I don’t remember what it was called.”

“I’m not good at it either,” Carlos admitted. “I don’t drink much at all – it makes me sleepy.”

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