Trixie rolled her eyes at his first comment, glancing around with a shrug. "I don't like using my eyes. Where's your hoodie? Since you refuse to keep me warm, that'll have to do." She huffed dramatically, pressing into him slightly. She tensed a little as he moved her about, but didn't seem upset at all with the end result. She settled slightly deeper into his lap, wrapping her arms around him. She settled her head into the crook of his neck and shrugged. "If you want to." She murmured, raising her head to plant a kiss on his cheek.

Matt huffed at her comments, narrowing his eyes with slight tease. "You're gonna have to let me move then" he said after a little while, reluctantly moving her off his lap to get up. He stood up and stretched slightly, before grabbing a random hoodie out his draw, tossing it over her face deliberately. "There you go" he said with a playful wink, before unlocking the glass cabinet above him and then heading back to the bed, perching himself on the edge. "Once you've got yourself together, go and pick." he smiled, gesturing towards the bottles. They were all different colors, and all had the slightest glow.

"Awh." Trixie gave him fake pout, letting him move her out of his lap reluctantly. She curled up and watched him stretch intently, her eyes trailing down his body. She attempted to grab the hoodie as he flopped it over her face, but she lost that battle and gave him a huff instead. She struggled with it for a bit before yanking it on, glaring at him through the oversized fabric. "Thanks so much, Matt." She said sarcastically, but she moved closer to him as he sat down anyway. She gave the cabinet an interested glance and slowly stood up. "Fine." She said, crossing the room to look at it. She grabbed a medium sized bottle of a royal blue liquid, lifting it carefully and glancing over at him for confirmation.

"That's quite alright" Matt said with a playful smile, watching as she pulled the hoodie on, his eyes planted on her as she moved. After she had taken the alcohol out the cabinet he stood himself up from leaning against the wall, raising his eyebrows slightly. "I'd argue you picked the strongest and most sour one but its fine." he said with a small laugh, taking the same one as her down and popping the lid off. He set it down and looked at Trixie with a smile, slowly putting his arms round her without words.

Trixie scoffed, giving him a playful look. "That sounds like a challenge." She said playfully, setting the bottle down and watching him as he popped the lid off. She mirrored the action, smiling as he wrapped his arms around her. "You like doing that, don't you?" She looked up, giving him a soft smile and leaning into his chest. She wrapped one arm around him, using the other to gently brush her fingers across his lips.

"Oh I can make it a challenge if you want me too" Matt said with a slight shrug, resting his hand round her waist. He was about to oen his mouth to say something else, but instead stopped and took a deep breath as she ran her fingers over his lips, dropping his shoulders slightly. "Mhm" was all he could get out as he watched Trixie rather intensely, it taking him a while to actually regain his composure. "Anyway" he said quietly, removing his hand from around her to pick the bottle back up. Not getting attached to Trixie was slowly proving a lot harder

"Try me." Trixie teased, pleased with his embrace. She watched his reaction intently, taking a small breath as she watched her effect. After his response, she gave the slightest of nods, holding his gaze. "Me too." She managed, dropping her hand to rest on his chest. She cleared her throat as he unwrapped his arm around her, sinking into his hoodie slightly and looking determinedly at the bottle of alcohol. She picked it up tentatively, holding it out to him. "Cheers?"

Matt slowly tapped his bottle against his with a smile, raising it to take a rather fast swig. Though he was very much used to the taste, the sourness and in general the strong smell of it, it never failed to make him wince at the first sip. He shrivelled his face up ever so slightly as the alcohol travelled down his body, it taking him a couple seconds to open his eyes back up. "Good luck" he said quietly with a playful smile, nodding at the bottle she was holding. It took all of around five or ten minutes for the alcohol there to set in, and he could smile and wait before everything started swimming.

Trixie tapped her bottle against his, steeling her nerves to take a sip of the extremely flammable smelling liquid. Before she could change her mind, she took a large swig, wincing and shutting her eyes hard. It burned down her throat and she barely got it down, coughing after and stumbling into him. She essentially dropped the bottle back on the shelf and opened her eyes- which were tearing up from the burning sensation making its way through her body. She sputtered a small bit more, shrinking into his body as though he could save her from it. "Why do you have lighter fluid in your alcohol cabinet?" She hissed, flopping her head against his chest and swiping at her eyes.

Matt did his best to steady Trixie as she stumbled into him, also reaching to steady the bottle she had very precariously put back on the shelf. He shook his head as a drop landed on him, before setting both hands on her arms, looking down at her. "You okay?" He asked, though he was doing his best not to laugh as he looked back up at the bottle, then back down to her. "Come on, its not that bad. I'll take it you didnt like it?" He asked with a smile, blinking to get his slightly blurry vision back to normal as the blue liquid set in, admiteddly a lot fasster than it had done before.