Jannie cracked open the beers for us, passing them out individually before sitting down beside Freddy in her camping chair. I wasn't thrilled about drinking again, but figured that it wasn't going to hurt me if I had a few tonight. I didn't want to get anywhere near drunk and instead wanted to learn to enjoy the taste of beer, but after one sip I immediately regretted accepting it. John chuckled at the expression I made as soon as I swallowed the large mouthful of beer, smacking my lips a few times before placing the bottle in the cup holder in my chair.
"It's perfectly okay for you to not like beer," John whispered, his eyes trailing over to Jannie and Freddy who were in a debate about a certain model of computers, both using anecdotal opinions. I liked that John was very perceptive to h
