"Is it supposed to taste like it's poisoning you? Maybe it went off." 

"No, unfortunately, alcohol you brew in your room out of common household materials just tastes like that. The good news is that the second drink tastes way less bad."

"I shouldn't have raided the Dominus's liquor cabinet. Now I have standards."

Masozi stares at Wei Wuxian. He...feels like he's missing some context here? 

"I - did you steal things from the head of your enclave? Wouldn't that - get you murdered if he caught you -?" 

"Uh, no? I was a kid. Do people murder kids for stealing things in Malawi?"

"....Yeah? Or, I mean, I think sometimes people will just murder someone for offending them or looking at them funny, but only if they really want to show off how strong they are - but stealing's way more a thing that just makes you look bad if you don't punish it, I think -?" 

"I mean, I'd get my ass beat if I got caught, but that's just why I didn't get caught."

"My parents helped cover it up because, you know."

"Adults aren't supposed to murder kids for stealing things! They're supposed to beat you until you can't sit for a week."

"- Dunno what you mean by supposed to? Unless it's that your parents are important too and would beat them up if you died? ....S'not hard to kill a kid by accident. Seen it happen." 

...Alcohol is really weird. It makes it easier to say words? But harder to think about what words to say? Masozi thinks it's very mysterious for something to make one thing easier but a different thing harder at the SAME TIME. 

"Maybe wizard kids are more durable? I don't think any of our parents have done anything that would kill any of us, even Wen Ning."

"I mean the Dominus is like our parent, right, because he's the guy who bosses around our parents-- so it's not really the same thing. But when I stole things from mundies Jiang Fengmian just bribed them and then Madame Yu beat my ass."

"All of our parents are pretty powerful."

"Time for the second round." Nie Huaisang gulps it. "It tastes way better if you're already tipsy."

Masozi thinks it tastes about the same amount like something you picked out of the garbage because you were hungry didn't have any money for the market, and then gave the best stuff to your younger siblings and ate the grossest pieces yourself.

He drinks, and passes the bottle on. 

"....I wish my parents'd been powerful," he says, not to anyone in particular. 

"Well, now you have us, and you'll graduate and join the enclave and be someone's powerful parents."

…Masozi has no idea what to say to that.

Wei Wuxian is, fortunately for him, already drunk enough that his already pretty low awareness of other people's feelings has completely disappeared.

Nie Huaisang is not really drunk yet but it's been long enough that he feels he can use it as an excuse. "Jiang Cheng! Cuddle me."

"No."

"Jiang Cheng! Get drunker and then cuddle me!"

Wen Ning obediently takes a second drink when it's passed to him.

"Does getting drunk make people want to cuddle more?" Masozi can't tell if he wants to cuddle anyone here more than he usually would? He would absolutely cuddle Lan Xichen if he were there, but also it's impossible to picture Lan Xichen in this situation, he just has too much dignity. 

...He will enjoy looking at Lan Wangji's face, at least, it's a very nice face. (Masozi has not quite consciously noticed that he thinks this mostly because Lan Wangji looks a lot like Lan Xichen.) 

"It depends on the person," Wei Ying says, drinking another gulp. "It makes a-Sang and a-Cheng want to cuddle people, and I am a cuddle slut even if I'm sober."

Why is he being stared at. Is he doing something wrong. He doesn't know how drunken debauchery parties work. No one has given him a ruleset.