🍸 for our muse to get drunk off eggnog together
Gaston appreciated Christmas gifts, but what the fuck was he supposed to do with eggnog? Couldn’t he have gotten like, a mounted bear head to put on the wall in his dorm room instead? Now he was stuck with the most caloric drink known to man, and he just wanted it to be gone before he could be tempted to drink it all by himself in one sitting. There was no way he’d have abs by the time the New Year rolled around if people kept giving him this stuff! He’d thought about inviting Hailey over to drink it, but she’d tease him so much if she saw him cave and drink something full-fat like that. Then he’d thought about Yzla, but as much as he liked her, he wasn’t in the mood to hear about how him drinking eggnog was like, fated in the stars. So finally, he’d invited Dizzy over -- just because her cousin was a demon didn’t mean she wasn’t still cool, and he’d hoped she’d appreciate the Christmas spirit of it all. Plus, she was so into clothes that she was bound to cut him off before he drank so much that his wouldn’t fit anymore, or at least that’s what he used to justify just inviting a gal pal over to drink alone with him when he was kind of sort of making out with Winter sometimes already. Drinking eggnog wasn’t two-timing, even if there was enough to two-time at all. Which there probably wasn’t, but he wasn’t nearly so experienced as he liked to pretend, and Gaston was definitely trying way too hard to be the opposite of his twin in every way when it came to girls. Left alone with his weird overthinking too long, Gaston went ahead and cracked his door so Dizzy could let herself in, then poured two drinks cut with bourbon, and started to drink the first one all by himself, sneering at how he could taste his waistline getting fatter just from one sip.
@dizzy-t