The awkward silence of the room slowly dissolved as the drinks flowed freely. Initially, each of them sipped cautiously, trying to avoid deeper conversations, but the tension gradually gave way to a shared haze of intoxication.
George was the first to loosen up, laughing too loudly at one of Avon's sarcastic remarks. Avon followed suit, his usual smug composure giving way to exaggerated gestures and mock imitations of his childhood friend, Astrid.
Phoenix, usually aloof and composed, had downed her drink with little interest at first but soon found herself nursing another, and then another, as the atmosphere grew oddly relaxed.
Eren, however, was the most affected. The elf's sharp senses made the alcohol hit harder and faster, and it wasn't long before he was completely drunk.
