Part 7

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I talked to Toris for a while, learning that he recently started dating Natalya, which was shocking honestly, and that he only came to this party because Belarus wanted him to, but now she wasn't here yet. It was nice just talking to Toris honestly, but after a while, I guess Alfred got bored and whistled loudly to get everyones attention.

"Alright dudes! Since the party's starting to kind of get boring... Let's play a game! Any ideas?"

"Battleship!" A drunk Lovino called out.

"Soccer!" Antonio yelled even louder.

"Strip Poker!" Arthur screamed, falling off the top of a couch, earning a 'onhonhonhon' from France.

"Why don't you play Russian Roulette you idiot!" Ludwig yelled, drunk also.

"Spin the Bottle!" Gilbert yelled, lifting up a new bottle of beer.

"Spin the Bottle!!!!" France and Spain joined in chanting that with Prussia. Alfred eventually laughed and waved his arms to get them to stop.

"Fine we'll play spin the bottle. You don't have to play if you don't want to. Rules are 30 seconds of kissing whoever the bottle lands on. After that.... You dudes decide what happens on your own." He smirked a little and winked at Arthur, who just faked a gag and rolled his eyes.

Alfred sat down with a few other and put the bottle in the middle. "Last call you guys." Gilbert called at the people who weren't in the circle.

I rolled my eyes. What a slutty game... All controlled by hormones. How immature....

Wait.

Wasn't the reason he came here.... Was to get in bed with someone...? This game was... It was perfect! I stood up, but Toris grabbed my arm. "What are you doing Yao?" He asked, looking slightly shocked that I had stood up.

"I'm joining in the games aru." I smiled reassuringly. "That's all."

He hesitated, but let go of my arm. "Okay... Have fun...." He smiled a little back and I walked over to circle, sitting between Antonio and Arthur.

Gilbert went first, the bottle landing on the floating polar bear, which he tackled the air around it, obviously kissing Matthew. The two disappeared elsewhere... Or at least Gilbert did... And I doubt that he would go alone...

The next to go was Alfred, spinning it and the bottle landing on Francis. He quickly spun the bottle again, which seemed to disappoint France, and it landed on Arthur, he swore half way through the kissing, but was the one to lead Alfred into the American's bedroom.

Feliciano went next, the bottle landing on France again. This time though, Ludwig flipped and threw the bottle at Francis. He then proceeded to pick up Feliciano and carry him off, leaving a crying Frenchmen.

After replacing the bottle, Feliks talked Japan into going. He did so and we all watched the bottle spin around a few dozen times. I stopped paying attention halfway through, thinking about if I should get up to get water. I didn't even notice where the bottle landed until I had an intoxicated Kiku in my lap, licking his lips and smirking down at me.

Why do things always end up like this?Waar verhalen tot leven komen. Ontdek het nu