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Roy knew from the beginning it was a bad idea.
At first his eyes grew on into the size of dinner plates, tiers starting to fill them up, and then he squeezed them shut so hard that he thought he would become blind and the tiers rolled down his cheeks.
Roy's tongue immediately jumped out from the way of gritting teeth, all at the same time trying to avoid that bitter taste that was now going down his throat, burning like hell.
The tiny cold shivers started to rip up Roy's back, stopping somewhere in between his shoulder blades before continuing their way to the back of the man's neck, lifting up every bit of hair he had there.
And the words. Oh those ugly, grievous words Roy's lips let out, all of them directed to the remains of that green, devilish liquid in the white teacup Roy slammed into the surface of the table.
"I can't believe you made me drink this kind of shit!" Roy shouted, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and his eyes glaring at Riza who calmly worked on her own drink.
"Don't say that." she said and took a sip from her cup. "Herbal tea is good for your health. All the doctors agree with that."
"Fuck the doctors." Roy muttered, standing up and storming out of the kitchen. "I'm going to brush my teeth."