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( September 1995 )
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THE GIRLS CHEERED AS THEY GOT A BALL IN ONE OF THE BRIGHT RED CUPS. Fred huffed before he gulped down the stinging liquid down his throat. The game had been on its second round since the boys won the first time. The second round had barely been going on for ten minutes but Ginger and Angelina had only needed to drink two cups of Firewhiskey each while the twins had taken four each by now leaving them with four left. But seeing as the girls lost the first round, both of them had each been extremely intoxicated by the alcohol that filled the red cups in front of them.
"Balls back!" Lee called as the girls were handed the ping-pong balls back into their possession. The twins tilted their heads back groaning at the idea of them making them intake more alcohol in their systems but neither girl cared much for it. Both had been far too competitive to miss a shot on purpose for the sake of them feeling better.
Money, Money, Money by ABBA began to play in the background of their game which caused the girls to exclaim when the notes floated into their ears. They began dramatically singing along loudly as Ginger bounced a ball directly into another cup. George hit his fist on the table picking up the cup, his eyes remained on Ginger whose hands were roaming her exposed collarbones while singing with Angelina as he drank the substance.
It was now Angelina's turn to take a shot at the cups, her laughing and crescent eyes became a weakness for her as the ball narrowly missed one of their cups and bounced off of the table. "Finally!" Fred exclaimed at their failed attempt.
George picked up the ball that had landed in the cup he had just drank from and angled himself up at the table. Ginger stared challenging him from across the table as he stared right back with a nee found boldness from the alcohol swimming through his system. The ball bounced on the table into the cup right in front of Ginger and she pressed her tongue to the inside of her cheek as he smirked right at her.
"Drink up, Moon."
The drink slid down her throat bringing a stinging sensation in her esophagus as they continued their staring contest as she finished the drink. Fred's turn came and he shot a wink directly at Angelina who scoffed with a smile when his ball went into the cup in front of her.
