Gloom

Chapter 144

"But it's sweet," I protested.

Shrugged.

-That does not matter.

—Amy! —She called me Nat. Seeing the triangular-shaped glass in her hands and the malicious smile she had, uncertainty washed over me.

—What wasn't it for you? —Tyler asked suspiciously.

"It won't kill you to try alcohol, even once in your life," she told him, rolling her eyes at the sky.

—Amy doesn't drink.

"Um..." I intervened, grimacing, and took the cold drink she offered me in my hands. The rim of the glass was frosted with a thin line of salt, the crushed ice inside was bathed in a very striking light blue liquid. A slice of lemon garnished the drink. What is it?

“ Margarita Blue,” she said with clear enthusiasm. Come on, one sip and I'll leave you alone, I promise. I just want you to try it.

—Does your friend accompany you home? Tyler asked, motioning his head toward Khaius.

I looked at the demon unsurely and he nodded, not looking upset or worried. Tyler imitated the gesture and, with that, seemed to relax.

No one