Imagination 12, on the train, dining car | OTA

[only_one_wei]

Wei Wuxian slumped down onto the bench and laid his head on the table. "This is a catastrophe," he declared, slightly muffled by his position. "I've recovered from the battle, gotten all cleaned up, and I am out of wine."

He gave a heartfelt sigh before turning his head. "How are you doing? You weren't injured, were you?"

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[only_one_wei]

Wei Wuxian frowned, then looked at Trunks. "Isn't that the stuff you exhale? Someone breathed into my drink?" He sounded a bit offended.

[light_of_willpower]

"No one breathed into your drink. It was added chemically. Think about how the can was sealed. It's all done by machines."