Wanda laughed softly, shaking her head. Something was different with Josh. He was freer than he'd been the last few times they'd met up. Lighter. More willing to laugh. His relaxation let her relax. It was only then that she realized how much the tensions at base were only making her more tense.
"It's nothing really," she murmured, accepting the shot glass and sipping it, shivering as the flavor of the alcohol burned its way down to her belly. "Ugh. That's disgusting shit. What did you buy?" she asked, doing her best not to gag before she lifted the glass again and knocked it back.