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“What does ‘sparkling water’ say to you?”

Cass sets the bottle delicately down on the table, looking at Balthazar expectantly.

“Something vaguely magical?” Balthazar offers after a moment’s thoughtful silence.

“That’s how it gets you.”

Cass falls back onto the sofa, crossing his arms and watching the bottle with clear disdain.

“It draws you in sounding like the fountain of youth,” he says, wrinkling his nose. “Then it betrays you.”

Balthazar leans on his hands, humming softly.

“Maybe it’s a test,” he offers. “The fountain of youth, but only if you drink it all.”

Cass stares at him, disbelieving and vaguely horrified.

“It is life eternal,” Balthazar explains.

Cass is silent for a long moment, his gaze passing slowly between Balthazar and the bottle.

He takes a deep breath, his jaw set.

“I’ll do it.”

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(#that time hannah got a video of cass chugging a bottle of sparkling water #dedicated to my mom's horrific suggestion that orange juice + sparkling water is the exact same as fanta #today i was personally betrayed by pizza snax how about you?)