"Hey, House, what are you doing?" Wilson asked. House sighed and looked at him. He looked at the strange drink in the glass. It looked like a mix of margarita, wine, vodka and apple juice? "Is this good?"
"Yes… it's my new cocktail," he replied. "I don't know what to call it. 'Burn you all the way until goes to your stomach'?" The two chuckled and House handed him a glass. Wilson's eyes widened and he gagged. It barely made it to his stomach. House laughed, hard, at him. "Sucker. I can't believe you actually drank that," he had a cruel smile on his face. House took a glass and swallowed some of it quickly. He didn't care if it stung his mouth. It was good to him. He looked at Wilson again.
"I can't believe you're drinking that."
"It's because it feels good," he replied. The two sat in silence as Wilson drank an actual drink, not something disgusting.
A/N: Song prompt – Grounds for Divorce – Elbow