Dylan smiles, walking in. “Moo.”
I smile back. “Your taste buds are going to hate me, but it will nourish your bodies.”
Westley’s quiet as I watch the three of them enter my space. Dylan is cool per usual, so I smile at them, knowing my secret ingredient is going to kill them.
“Where’s Rocky?” I ask, closing the door behind them.
Scott replies, “Being a bitch.”
Dylan shakes his head. “He’s sleeping.”
“Yeah, being a bitch. Show us what you got, chica. I’m ready for my hangover to be cured.”
My eyes meet with Dylan’s again. I thought it would be weird, but luckily it’s not. I don’t know if that’s a good or bad thing.
I turn the blender on as Scott starts talking.
“Sorry,” I mouth at him, and he grins at me.
His eyes travel to my workout attire, and he asks, “Are you working out after this?”
I shrug. “I’m not going to sit around today, so yeah.”
I shrug. “I’m not going to sit around today, so yeah.”
I don’t strain the homemade green juice, which will make it even more challenging to drink. I’m laughing on the inside as I pour them a few glasses. I’m doing this on purpose just to torture them.
Because of these guys, I did something out of character last night, and the least I can do for revenge is make them drink some weird healthy drink I like to make.
“Here you go,” I say.
They all look at me and the glass full of chunky greens.
“This isn’t a shot, Ce,” Scott says.
“Yes, this is a tall glass.” I showcase the tall glass to them, waving my hands in front of it like I’m proud. “Scared?” I challenge.
Scott starts drinking it, and when he’s done, he winces. “What the fuck did you put in here?”
“Cheers,” I mutter to Dylan and Westley.
They glance skeptically at the drink and listen as Scott coughs.
We drink from our cups. Damn, it tastes too healthy.
Westley stops halfway. Dylan finishes his off, making a face of disgust.
I chug what I can and put the cup down.
“Hangover will be cured,” I say.
Scott taps the counter. “That was harsh. You are evil.”
“Yeah, what’d you put in there?” Westley asks.
Dylan grabs the cups and rinses them in the sink.
Scott continues, “So, remember what I said last night? I’m serious about it.”
