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“Um… MEIKO, isn’t that a whisky glass?” Kagamine Len asked, looking concerned at the suspicious liquid in the glass.
“This definitely doesn’t look like something you should be serving to a minor,” The ginger (ew), Akito Shinonome, commented while MEIKO just smiled.
“Just drink it.” MEIKO said as she stared menacingly at the Shinonome. Like she would burn down his house with his family inside if he didn’t drink the mysterious liquid.
Akito decided that he wasn’t a pussy, so he brought to glass to his chapped as fuck lips and drank the liquid. It tasted oddly sweet.
“It’s tea, totally, for real, source: Trust me bro,” MEIKO announced because i don’t know how to write her dialogue, “This like totally, relates to your situation with Toya cause like not everything is how it seems. And uh, like you know … advice stuff.”
But as MEIKO spoke, Akito already downed five glasses of the “tea” while Len stood there wondering how the hell he was able to refill the glass.
Suddenly there was a ringing on Akito’s phone so like a reasonable person would. And on the phone he heard the best singer to like, ever exist, Ken Shirashi.
On the phone Ken told Akito that Toya was at Weekend Garage and that he should come.
“WAIT STAY ON THE LINE,” Akito said way too fucking loudly. So loud that it was a miracle that no one could hear him through the phone. The ginger put his phone in his pocket, “I NEED TO GO!”
He slammed his hands on the table and got up shakily. He yapped nonsense as he left the Sekai.
After he was gone, Len grabbed the five separate glasses Akito drank before smelling something. Then his face dropped in horror.
“MEIKO … you gave him whiskey.”
“Oh my bad.”
Meanwhile, Akito speed ran to Weekend garage, except he didn’t. He was stumbling pretty badly like a loser.
“So that’s why I’m quitting street music-“
“ToYA!” Akito bursted the doors of Weekend Garage, huffing and puffing from his run. He pointed at the split dye, Todoroki looking ass man that was Toya Aoyagi.
“Akito-“ Toya tried to get out before the ginger started screaming again.
“Toya, you can’t- you.. RESOLVE .. HAVE,” He slurred barely able to form sentences and then he felt something going up his throat and he threw up on a random couple’s table. Covering their food in his puke as it stunk up the room and An and Kohane looked in horror.
The absolute end