Even after three glasses of wine, Matthew did not appear the least bit affected.

On the other hand, the boy who took the lead was already swaying a little. After all, the alcohol content of red wine was not negligible.

Looking on, Minerva was gobsmacked.

Here she was, thinking that Matthew’s limit would be a single glass, yet she was proven wrong.

Nonetheless, he had already consumed three glasses. How much longer can he hold on? she mused as she shot a look at the two other boys.

Immediately, the two other boys rushed over, asking to drink with Matthew.

Each of them consumed three glasses with him.

Yet, he was still completely fine while the boys, on the other hand, were swaying.

Just like that, Minerva stared at him and she was utterly befuddled. Just how much can he drink?

Suddenly, Matthew raised his glass and announced, “Well, you’ve finished drinking to me and now, I shall drink to you! Come, gentlemen—have three more glasses each!”

 

they wobbled in place,

fall unconscious if they drank any more than they already

so much, Matthew! You’ve all had your fun and

fun, but have they? Since I’m hosting them, I have to entertain them properly. Otherwise, word might spread that we Cunninghams are terrible

don’t embarrass her. Come, boys—have another glass! I thought you agreed whoever stops first is

We’re not afraid, so

Matthew proceeded to toast

that, he had downed twelve glasses,

to throw up while the other two passed

each of the boys had consumed more

a line, Matthew! How could you get my friends so drunk on their

crossed a line when they went against me three to one? If the three of them combined couldn’t

at him

boy outside even started

could only call them an ambulance and have the boys taken

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