I'm sitting in a chair, across from him, and he keeps telling me to drink the wine he's given me.
"I'm only twenty," I say. "I don't really like alcohol very much." "This is different," he assures me. "Just try it. Drink it!"
I nervously put it to my lips and drink the bitter wine.
I cough and sputter.
"Drink it all."
I gulp down the rest quickly. "Can we... We talk now?" I stammer, suddenly feeling woozy.
An evil grin spread across his lips.
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A Taste of Hollywood
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