"Nooohh! I win furst!" Mercy argued and to demonstrate her point, downed another shot of CV. She wasn't sure if she was getting used to the burn now, or her nerves in her throat have withered away. Her taste buds were still alive and having rave parties, though.
She giggled as he threw an arm around her, reciprocating as her hand returned to his back… except this time instead of pinching his wing, she pinched his butt.