Alexa looked back at Tyler, "why so tense?" She said

"I'm not." He practically said through clenched teeth. "I'll be fine. Pretend I'm nit here." He ran a finger through his still messy hair, waiting to know what Alexa would do next. Most of his job was waiting... waiting for commands, waiting for her to move, or do something.

She sighed, "wow, your SO boring" she said and looked at him, with twinkling eyes, "time I get some fun into you!"

Tyler looked up, alarm showing in his eyes. "I do not think this is a good idea-" he muttered, but knew he couldn't openly say no. He narrowed his eyes, awaiting his downfall in the pride spectrum. Also, he was awaiting what she was going to say.

She grabbed his big hands and led him to the gardens, a big grin on her face, she "hey! Come out!" She said in a loud whisper, at that moment a bunch of young people come out of the bushes, most were young men, but women were spotted throughout the group, they had strong spirits in their hands, Alexa grabbed one, and cracked it open, she passed one to Tyler, and cracked one open for herself

Tyler looked... disgusted. "What even is this stuff?" He asked, his nose wrinkling as he sniffed it.

Alexa threw back her head and laughed, "whiskey!" She said and took a sip

He looked dubiously at her. "Doesn't smell like any whiskey I've ever had." He murmured, taking a sip. It was... okay but the whiskey back home was better. Redneck whiskey was the best made whiskey ever, straight from the bar. He remembered singing the song 'Beer for Our Horses' with his best friend who write it. Good old times... Tyler shook himself back to the present and put down the drink on a stand, standing in the corner with his arms crossed.

Alexa frowned, "come onnnn... drink with me" she said smiling

"I can't drink. what if someone attacks and I'm too drunk to protect you?" Tyler murmured, leaning up against the wall a little harder. His gaze flitted around, dark as always, his face unreadable