Raven chuckled. "Close enough," he said; Dex slid him another drink and he held up his glass too; this time the drink was a dark reddish purple, swirling with some kind of gold particle almost like glowing glitter. Before taking a sip, he glanced at Dex. "And what is this?"
"Fireworks," Dex said simply. "You'll like it, trust me."
"Fireworks," Dex said simply. "You'll like it, trust me."