After Natrix sat on cold roof for a while, and was trying to understand herself, she wanted to warm up with alcohol. Unfortunately, of all the alcohol there was only absolute ethanol, and she also took morphine just a few hours ago during a gun fight so as not to die from wounds. Soooo… No alcohol for Natrix.
She is from Rozovopokalipsis (aka Pink Apocalypse) — text RPG in which I’m playing.