"Merlin, are you in there?" Artoria called out, standing at the entrance of Merlin's workshop.
"Yes I am!!!" Merlin's voice resounded.
Artoria smiled.
She opened the door and walked in.
Inside the room, she could see Merlin sitting on the ground with her back resting on the wall, and in her hand, a big bottle of alcohol.
"Since when did you start drinking?" Artoria glared a bit.
Merlin belched in response.
"Oh you sweet sweet Artoria…" she was drunk, her cheeks red a bit, "Sometimes in life you gotta drink the problems away".
"What are you talking about?" Artoria sighed, snatching the bottle from Merlin's grasp.
"Ahh, give me back my booze!!! Artoriaaaa!" Merlin cried, wrapping her arms around Artoria's waist as she tried to reach for the bottle.
Raising the alcohol above her head, Artoria took the time to read what was written on it. Her face immediately had a nervous frown.
