by Muscia 21st June 2016, 1:48 pm
Wine, from what she had heard about this drink it could be known as the nectar of the gods. Muscia had tried this drink for herself when she was young, all she thought of it was that it was dry and bitter. However it had been many years since then, Muscia hoped that she could now learn to appreciate the fermented grapes drink as she needed to enjoy the so called exquisite drink.
Upon arrival of the restaurant she was greeted by the owner himself. However he was surprised due to her young appearance but she had assured him that she was old enough to drink the alcohol (or at least she thinks she is). She lead him to a cellar where it contained barrels of wine. He then told her she was free to try a sip of each barrel. If she had liked wine, Musica would be ecstatic at what he had said, however she was unsure if her opinion wasn't bias due to her dislike of wine. Hopefully her taste for it had changed as it had been many years since she had taken a sip of the alcoholic for the first time in her life.
After taking the small paper cup that the owner had offered her she walked to a nearby barrel and dribbled a small amount of wine into the cup. Swirling around the drink she noticed the deep burgundy color and the pungent smell radiating from the drink. Toasting the drink to the owner she then took a sip. The bitter taste was revolting as ever to her however there was a certain sweetness in the wine that she could appreciate. Musica herself was shocked how much she enjoyed this drink. As tempting as it was to take another sip from the wine, she knew that she had many more barrels of wine to try. She told him that it was delicious and she moved onto the next barrel. The taste was similar however there was a different taste to it that made it even more delectable than the first. The bitterness didn't even to be present. She yearned for another drop however she simply stated it was one of the best wines she had ever tasted and continue tasting each barrel of wine.
Barrel after barrel, cup after cup, Musica had stayed in the cellar for at least an hour due to the sheer amount of wine. However she was thoroughly enjoying herself here and she began to grow an acquired taste for wine. However after what was her 37th cup of wine her head began to grow foggy. Her head began to ache slightly and she seemed to begun to bump into objects. I'm drunk. The thought filled her head as she kept drinking. However she didn't want to stop wine tasting yet so she attempted to hide the fact she was drunk, however she began to bump into more and more barrels and the owner was beginning to grow suspicious. Finally he had told her that it was enough and thanked her for her job. He offered her free food during her next visit and escorted him out the building. A drunk smile was upon her face as she stumbled down the streets while thinking how much she wanted some more wine.
