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I yelled. “I am the machine,” she grunted. I couldn’t breathe from laughing.We played for an hour until half the group was crying on the floor from laughter. “Alright,” I said, standing dramatically. “Who wants fancy drinks?” “ME,” everyone said in unison like a cult. I brought out the strawberry vibe punch, sparkling apple juice, orange soda, lemon slices, mint leaves, and those tiny colorful umbrellas that make everything feel like a vacation. Maya mixed something purple and horrifying.

With the music thumping all around them, even his voice felt faraway. “Give her a Bloody Mary.” The bartender flipped two glasses into the air and caught them with practiced ease. “Coming right up.” The woman stayed silent from start to finish. Not that she had a choice—and truthfully, she was too scared to risk saying the wrong thing.

"Alright, music major. Help me out. Which punch is actually drinkable and won't kill my tastebuds?" ​Dom looked down at the bowls, then back at me, a highly critical look on his face. "The red one is basically sugar-flavored battery acid. The yellow one actually has real fruit in it, but Sam sneaked some ridiculously strong dark rum into it about ten minutes ago. Drink at your own risk."

She struggled not to squirm under his gaze as she replied. "Well there's the dreaded aunt roberta," she said, pointing to it on the menu he had dropped on his table. "It's made with brandy, vodka, gin, absinthe and blackberry liqueur. It's the strongest drink we have and is not for the lightweight, but it's definitely a classic." "We have a winner then," he claps his hands lightly at that.

I asked the waiter. "The apple cider bourbon smash is popular — bourbon, fresh apple cider from our orchard, lemon, and a touch of maple syrup. Or if you prefer something lighter, the rosemary gin fizz is excellent." "I'll try the bourbon one," I decided. Miles ordered the same, and the waiter disappeared with a promise to return shortly. Left to ourselves again, Miles leaned forward slightly, his elbows on the table. "So. Thoughts so far?"

Anyway, the three of us stepped into a nearby tavern and immediately got welcomed by the stench of rum and the sweaty bodies of tens of men, all drinking and laughing like there was no tomorrow. With the drought going around the country and most of Europe, it was a surprise that these people could still be so merry. "Bartender," Nikolaus walked straight to the counter where a female bartender stood. "Get us your finest cups of... The usual." The female bartender raised her head the second those words came out of Nikolaus's mouth. The 'usual' he was talking about was nothing other than the bloody Mary, a drink served to vampires. The bartender seemed to be familiar with Nikolaus but that wasn

Ryker's POV "Here is the USB with everything you need for the investigation." Daniel was already at the bar when I got there, and we arrived at the bar almost at the same time. We immediately sat down at the table in front of the bartender and asked for an Old Fashioned. This is Daniel's and my favorite mixed drink. The Wild Turkey 101 Bourbon Whiskey, sugar syrup, and ice give it the classic flavor of bitters, and the lemon peel on top makes it even better. This is the best summer whiskey drink we've ever had.

That's right, another drink will suffice. So I walked back to the bar and asked for two sets of my usual order, a mix of Mojitos, Margarita, and Sex on the Beach. As for my last two drinks, before I go home, it is a mix of Rum and Vodka. Yeah, I've got that weird taste indeed. But here I thought that I would still be ordering my first mix when I suddenly received a call from the hospital where Flynn was. FLYNN'S POV

Brandon's smile widened even more when I placed his hand on my hips. Taking our sits at the bar, we were given samples of the new drinks that were to be released on midnight. 'Lustful sin' was my favorite of them all. Rum and vodka mixed with cranberry and strawberry juice with a salted caramel topping. It was amazing. Brandon by my side, talked to some of his colleagues. I still hadn't asked him what he was doing but I thought I would found out shortly.

I flinch away from Liam at the sound of Ben’s voice, and the two of us share a charged look before I turn to meet Ben’s gaze. “I really hate to interrupt,” he does sound apologetic, looking a bit flustered. “But I have no fucking idea how to make a Bloody Mary.” I can't help but bark out a laugh, sounding more breathless than I would prefer as I brush my hair back from my face with a grin. “Got it, give me two minutes?” Ben nods and ducks back inside, leaving Liam and me alone. I open my mouth, searching for the right words, before closing it again.