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[center][h1][color=99CC00]Matthew Madigan[/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Camelot
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Matthew hadnt given the drink a second thought. The nausea whipping up inside of him  thanks to the grotesque scene that had unfolded before him made him sure that nothing could make him feel any worse. He had heard that some adults used it in order to alleviate pain, get in a better mood, or become numb, and that was exactly what he wanted. Though how such an awful concoction could put anyone in better spirits was beyond him. He took the small cup and tossed back the transparent liquid, making sure it had never hit his tongue. A few drops landed in protest as he winced at the taste. It slid down like fire and landed with a satisfying warmth within his stomach. His cheeks feeling flush almost immediately as he tapped the glass and asked for another.

As he waited Maddy he grabbed a hold of Colbys biceps and pulled him in closer towards the bar, and further away from the others. Rosalia and her dog in particular. The alcohol had hit him now, having been only the second drink he'd ever had after the beer tasting yesterday, and it kept him holding on to his biceps for longer than needed. [Color=99CC00]"Maybe we should keep our distance...and have you been working out? Your arms feels really nice."[/color] Matthew spike softly so that only Colby could hear him, looking at the boy with a warm smile and blushed cheeks aided by the alcohol he'd just recently drank.