the holographic colors pool onto the glass cup that bears the cherry red liquid. The liquid, I can say, is quite poisonous. Actually, it's a good kind of poison. The kind of poison that courses through your veins and fills up your troubled brain. And then. You're at ease.
There's so much that a simple sip of the addicting poison can take you to. It takes you to a wonderland of the black clouds, and where you can twirl and dance and sing.
But that's all in your head.
Really, you're just drunk.
And soon, that realizing tidal wave will wash over and the aftermath will arrive. You're left with a cloudy mind, just like what you were once like. But along with a piercing needle through your head. Oh wine! Drink and drink till you can't think!
Jump and dance and sing and twirl! There's nothing that can get in your way now! The slush and rich color of red is what you can only see now. It's all in your vision now. Countless glasses clink and meet each other with a restless noise.
Snap out of it, you're drunk.
