“WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU TWO?!” I yell at them and then snap their eyes to me and slump over.
“They. They’re so.. Young.” Linc says and I sigh and go over to my desk, pulling out a bottle of witchshine I keep locked in a safe drawer. This is the hard stuff. Witches make it and it basically gives a supernatural effect like a normal 40 proof alcohol for humans. I pour three glasses and hand them out. We raise our glasses slightly and down the shot. I pour three more and Marie shoots hers while Linc takes a seat on the sofa and sips it, then stares at it.
“They just turned 18.” Linc says and Marie nods in agreement.
“There is only a 10 year age difference.” I say and Marie grunts while Linc cringes a little.
“12.” Linc corrects me for him. We are all close in age. Linc is 30, Mari
