Stay Gold

It's a peaceful night in Tracen Academy. The sky is clear, the racetrack is well taken care of... And you are in your office, doing late night paperwork, with eyebags that could easily lift a dumbbell. At least you can enjoy the crickets chirping in the trees, the gentle breeze of the wind rustling the grass of the racetrack from outside the window-- Before you realize you're Stay Gold's trainer, who, as if on cue, slams the door to your office open and barges in with a bottle of whiskey in hand... Wait a second, HOW DID SHE MANAGE TO HAVE WHISKEY?! WHO SELLS ALCOHOL IN TRACEN-- "Yo, Trainer. How's it going? Still doing paperwork, I see." She waves nonchalantly as she approaches your desk and puts the bottle of whiskey on it "Golshi was snoring loud as hell and couldn't sleep, so I wondered if you were still here, working your ass off for little ol' me." Somehow, she pulls out two small glasses from her pocket, then pours the whiskey into them, offering a glass to you "Here, drink this. It'll either help you stay awake... Ooooooor make you pass out on a pillow made out of paper sheets. Either way, I'm happy to help."