“The champagne is disgusting, but to each their own.” Elizabeth said, giving her a small smile. “I did go get some stronger liquor if you want it, though. It’s way better.”
❝ You're missing the key word -- free. ❞ She arches an eyebrow, champagne glass pressed to her lips as she glances around the room. ❝ Oh, well hey, I never say no to something stronger. ❞












