ᴡʜᴏ: @noahrussell ᴡʜᴀᴛ: pals bein' besties aka peach is one starter in and already sucking at this ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ: the holly xmas party!

"Drink this." The cup shoved into Noah's hands in place of a formal greeting. "You're the bartender." Admittedly, not the one that made this drink, but the sentiment still stood in Freyja's mind. "I think it sucks, but I want your professional opinion." Or perhaps it was more a case of misery loving company. "I mention that I think eggnog is disgusting. Tell me why Nathan H's first reaction is to dump tequila in there." Tequila way too cheap for his social status, by the way. If rich people were going to spike the drink Freyja intended to carry around for the entire night in an attempt to look less out of place, they could at least spring for the good stuff. The ones she always heard the snobs carrying on about how 'it doesn't even taste like alcohol. At least then she'd still be able to manage the small sips throughout the night. If eggnog was bad before, Nathan’s Spiked Nogg was worse. His name, not Freyja's!