
We know everything about your personality based on what you like to drink at pres
Remember: gin girls are psycho
It’s how every great friendship began during freshers – you turned up to that girl you sat next to in the intro lecture’s flat, and she was already halfway through the exact same bottle of Blossom Hill that you’d brought to pres. And so they lived, happily ever after. Like it or not, your drink of choice says a lot about you as a person. Are you an edgy Red Stripe drinker, or are you next-level predictable with your vodka mixers?
Vodka mixer
You’ve been playing it safe since the absinthe-induced disaster that was your eighteenth birthday. Every single night out, you watch as your peers down shot after shot or order such exotic combinations as a rum n Ting or a Disaronno and Coke, sticking to your old faithful because you know it will never end in a taxi floor chunder. It’s not that you’re boring, it’s just that coming to uni has been an adventure in itself, and you don’t want to push your own limits before it’s absolutely necessary.

Your face when you realise you can afford Smirnoff
VK
Cocktails
Red Stripe
Before coming to uni, the most exotic beer you’d ever drank was that half pint of Punk IPA your dad bought you to accompany a pub lunch over summer. It was a surprise, then, when alongside vodka mixers and Jägerbombs, Red Stripe was listed among the drinks deals at almost every club you now frequent. At first, you drank it because your new friends did. It doesn’t exactly taste that great warm. Over time, however, it grew on you like an edgy little cyst. It’s all you drink. It’s all you know how to drink. It doesn’t even get you drunk any more because your veins are probably running brown with Red Stripe. Do you need help?

Turn the label to the camera to maximise edginess
Shots
You’re hardcore. There is no mixed drink on this Earth that could possibly affect your carefully crafted tolerance for all things alcoholic. You can’t sit through a game of Ring of Fire without suggesting everyone switch to Centurion instead. You’re just here to get on it, no matter what the cost to your liver. Sambuca, tequila, whiskey… in your opinion, there is no greater feeling than a throat on fire and legs that no longer work.
Rose or white wine
Red wine
