Date: 2020-11-02 07:56 am (UTC)
lightamidchaos: (a gentler thought)
"I insist."

Wei Ying can consume a truly prodigious amount of alcohol with no ill effects, he knows, but Ingress's warnings are very clear, and it would be foolish not to heed them.

He accepts the cupcake in lieu of a drink, and -- feeling a little ridiculous but showing no sign of it -- holds it up in the fingers of both hands as though it were a cup for a formal toast.
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