Hannah smilled nervously at Abby, a tentative hand reaching out to the unusually tiny glass. Hesitant fingers closed around it, plucking it from the smooth surface of the counter in a precise grasp that held the shot precariously aloft with delicate fingers. She eyed for a few seconds, then thought better of her caution. Even if this was going to get bad, she was sure that they'd take care of her. Wouldn't they? Though, hannah had no further time for these thoughts as she tipped the foul fluid down her throat before she could doubt any further. She grimaced at the taste, for a second, stammering out a quick "Th-Thanks..." As she stood and waited, her eyelids fluttering in a quick daze. For a second, nothing seemed to matter, like everything was plunged into a silent abyss of serenity, but then Hannah began to feel something.<br/><br/>An intense lightness took over her, her whole body feeling a bit floaty. The first trace of a genuine smile spread across her lips as she relished the oddness, the strange weight of intoxication. She felt like gripping Abby in a hug, but she settled for a quick twirl, playing around with what seemed to be a loss in gravity. She calmed herself before her host and regained her composure, her beaming smile fading to a dumb sort of grin. "Th-Thanks! Thank you... So much, for inviting me. Were... Were we going to play a game?" She asked, oddly seeming to retain her loquacious, yet staggered way of speaking, while seeming to have lost most of her sense. Hannah felt a bit more at ease now, and was glad to settle her mind. Perhaps she would have good fun.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>