Did anyone else possibly have a sweeter date to prom? Sophie certainly didn’t think so. Mateo was the absolute sweetest. He even made sure to help get her some punch and some brownies before getting anything for himself. Just when Sophie would start thinking it couldn’t be better, everything still managed to be even better. Though… that wasn’t the case when it came to the punch. Sophie had started to take a small sip of the punch while Mateo was getting himself some, but just as the liquid was about to reach her lips, she could smell the alcohol. A slight frown met her features as she looked at the cup in her hand. At that moment, Mateo tasted the punch himself, commenting on how strong it was. Despite the punch situation, her smile returned for a moment, giggling at Mateo’s joking question about the chaperones possibly having been the ones to spike it. “That would be so crazy if they were.” It was then that Mateo noticed she had yet to drink any of the punch. Sophie’s smile lessened, glancing at the cup in her hand, before shaking her head. “Nope… I don’t drink alcohol… or any of that sort of stuff… I don’t like it…” she admitted with a slight shrug as she took a bite of brownie and looked back up at Mateo.