he’s extremely relieved that elwood didn’t like the clear ones. there was a lot he’d do for the other, but stomaching clear gummy bears may have been taking it a little too far. he screws open the cap on the bottle, assessing the situation at hand before carefully pouring the alcohol into the bowl. ‘ will you have a couple, at least ? just to say you have, you know ? it’s the aftertaste that gets you. i think the clear ones are pineapple and they leave a terrible taste in your mouth. now, by peppers do you mean bell peppers ? like, the different colors ? because, yeah, those are all the same. ‘
❛ yeah, of course i’ll try them. i’m lookin’ forward to … tasting them. is it just vodka that you add in, then? ❜ humming, elwood drums his fingers on the table as his free hand runs through his hair. at mason’s words, elwood narrows his eyes as though he’s personally offended, shaking his head in disgust. ❛ yes, those ones. the ones that taste completely different. ❜