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In retrospect, accepting that liquid abomination, about which Oikawa had said, “This is the nectar of the gods, Kei-chan, you’ll love it,” (and he’d been partly correct, as it did taste like the piss of Cthulhu, the demon squid king himself), had been a terrible mistake. He should have known better than to drink the alarmingly green concoction after an irate Iwaizumi yanked Oikawa out from behind the bar by his hair and yelled, “You’re not the bartender!” and Oikawa wouldn’t stop giggling even though his hairdo was being mercilessly disfigured. Naïvely, maybe, Kei had still sucked the entire drink down in one go (and tried valiantly, really, not to gag it all back up immediately). He wouldn’t give Oikawa the satisfaction.
Or, Tsukki gets sloshed and monologues about various misconceptions found in the media about dinosaurs.