Winter looked around, reading the labels on the bottles. Fire whisky, vodka, tequila...She licked her lips when she saw the bottles of Irish Rum. Rum was her favourite besides certain types of wine. She looked at the adults. "I'm allowed to drink right?" She asked, a gleam in her icy blue eyes. "I mean, just one bottle if Irish rum of whisky and I'll behave. I promise." She waited for their response, crossing her fingers.
Winter hoped they would say yes. It had been several months since the last time she drank and she was eager for her next bottle of rum ir whisky.