As Victorious sat on the couch, he looked over at Alice. Alice was making himself a drink again. "Alice...?", he asked quietly. Alice's ears perked up. "What is it, V?", he asked. "Can I have something of your drink...?", Victorious nervously tapped his fingers while he asked this. Alice's eyes widened but then he closed his eyes and opened them again. "Sure.", he replied with a shrug, "Why not" Victorious smiled lightly. "Thank you...", he said. Alice made Victorious a drink aswell and gave it to him. "It's still hot.", Alice said, "Don't burn your tongue." Victorious chuckled.
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