"Koughf, cough!"
"Pftttt...!!!"
Coughs and spluttering erupted from every direction.
Selina nearly spat her ale across the table, Adrian froze mid-sip, and Claire's face turned tomato-red. Even Lira's usual blank expression cracked slightly as she coughed into her fist.
Ronan, however, was the only one who reacted with pure excitement.
"WHOAAA! Then let's cheer for their future wedding—!!"
Thump!
Thump!
Before he could finish the sentence, two sharp elbows slammed into his sides at the exact same time, one from Selene on his left, the other from Maelis on his right.
"Guh—!!"
Ronan's eyes bulged.
The sudden impact made him jolt violently, causing him to spit out a gross, foaming spray of saliva and half-drunk ale in a dramatic arc across the table.
"Bleeegh!!"
The disgusting mist landed on the snacks and a few empty cups. The entire group recoiled in complete horror and disgust.
"Ronan, you idiot!" Selina yelled, wiping her arm.
