>>67616182
Listen, man, it's a shit request for a writefag. Drawfag, sure. It's a fucking visual gag. Here.
>Everyone's sitting around the campfire that Anon managed to cobble together. He looks beat up, the small fire barely enough to warm us up with the harsh winds from the beach beating back against it.
>I brush my hand against his shoulder and offer him a patient smile. "It's fine, Dweeb. Stop getting worked up about it."
>He smiles back, but I've known him long enough to tell he's still kicking himself over it. Whatever. I'll let him work his shame out if he has to.
>Naser notices the tension and pipes up. "Hey, everyone! I brought the drinks just like you wanted me to."
>He reaches for a nearby cooler, flipping it open to reveal... soda.
>"Naser!" Trish interjects, "You were supposed to get alcohol! What the hell is this?"
>He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly. "Well, how was I supposed to do that!? I'm not 21."
>Trish stands up and sweeps her tail through the sand, almost putting out Anon's tiny fire. "Fuck off. It's fine. I brought my little stash. Don't know what you'll do about it, though."
>Naomi gently brushes Naser's hand as Trish stomps off and returns with a six-pack of a brand I've never seen before. She pulls one free and tosses it to Reed before grabbing her own.
>I try to glance at the name on the can, but Trish's hand blocks my view. She cracks the tab, and as she does, it immediately fizzes up, the drink bubbling at the opening as one long dab of drink slowly rolls down the can.
>My eyes are drawn to the small stream. I've only ever seen one liquid flow like that. Naomi notices it too, and so does... Reed? We share a brief look before Trish drains it all in one motion.
Get it? It's a beer drawn by someone who only draws cum! What a funny visual gag!
Let's see you do it then since you're so cool and hot.