Edward was out getting some fresh air. His curiosity got the best of him when he spotted Alfons at the cemetery. What on earth was he doing there? Edward didn't like those kinds of places. They sorta gave him the creeps especially at night. He shrugged and walked into the place, making his way over to Alfons. He walked up behind him and took the bottle of whiskey out of his hand and looked at it."Drinking rots your liver." He said and gave a small smirk then took a swig from the bottle.