Prove It
Aurelia shook her head as she did her best to gently let down yet another of her many female pack members trying to get her to drink. While she knew that what she was doing was far from ideal, she really didn't care if it meant she could hold onto her lucidity for even a moment longer.
She refused to get drunk. She absolutely refused.
"Come on, Lady Aurelia," Lady Tatiana coaxed her with a smile. "You have to drink. It's a celebration, after all."
"She's right, you know?" Lady Cornelia, yet another bad influence by Aurelia's side trying to get her to throw away her sanity, eagerly suggested. "What're a few drinks compared to a bit of fun?"
Aurelia inwardly hissed as she did her best to keep her smile intact. She knew for a fact that there was no way that she'd be able to dodge this social construct unless she decided to just run away and lock herself in her new room. No, she was going to drink, and she'd do so whether she liked it or not.