The Week Away (BXB romance)

Drinking games

(The above video is for reference to a later thing in the story. It'll eventually make sense, dw)

Chris returned from his errand, several bags filled with unknown goodies in his arms. They clinked together, no doubt bottles filled with various alcohols. This was going to be interesting. 

"Right, should we just sort of get to it?" Chris said, Vicky nodding, though no one else had any idea what storm awaited them "okay, so yesterday was a bit of fun, truth or dare, always lovely"

'Yeah, that's the word I'd use' I sarcastically thought. A  thought I kept to myself.

"But tonight is going to be one drinking game after another. The drinking game Olympics!" Oh god, I could already feel the hangover "the rules are simple. We each take turns choosing a different drinking game from the hat, and following their rules, we have to try and get our opponents to quit the event. Last one standing wins"

"What are we, a college frat?" Max complained, half heartedly, though there were no other objections.

"Winner gets to do whatever they want for a day, without judgement" Chris said. Now that, I wouldn't mind. I was in.

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The night slowly crept into existence. Everyone agreed that this game was better suited for after the sun had set, though honestly I imagined that we only waited for the sun to set so one or two of the games would be much, much harder. While we waited, we drew straws to decide who would go first. I pulled the longest, and decided that I'd go first.

"Alright, time to choose from the hat" said Chris, holding the hat just above my eye sight so I couldn't see what I was pulling ahead of time. I grabbed my way into the hat, and pulled from it a piece of paper, of which said 'the drinking song'. I showed it to Chris, and he let out a bit of a chuckle. "Alright, the basics of this game is that you put a song on and choose a word. Every time that word is brought up in the song, we take a drink. Good one to start off with, hey?"

A smile consumed my face as thoughts of which song to choose spiralled through my mind. Cherry bomb, the word being cherry? ballroom blitz, the word being either ballroom or blitz? or...

"Jekyll and Hyde, by Jonathan Thulin, the word being Jekyll" I said, a smile on my face. Apparently no one else at the party knew of the song, because everyone's faces remained neutral. I tried to keep a neutral face, though the evil little smile of mine crept through quite quickly.

"Alright then" Chris said, pulling out a Bluetooth speaker and placing it against a table "connect your phone to the speaker and pull the song up while I hand out bottles"

I did as told, as Chris handed each person a bottle. Honestly, knowing the song, we'd probably get through the bottles before the song ended. 

(Alright, check the song out above ;) )

the song began slowly, everyone looking at me as if asking 'where is the Jekyll?'. I couldn't help but smile wickedly. the song went on, growing ever closer to the chorus. And finally, it hit

"JEKYLL, JEKYLL, JEKYLL, JEKYLL AND HYDE!" the speaker blared, the group around me listening, shocked, as they tried to keep up with all the Jekylls. I tried to keep up, too, though it may or may not have been slightly harder for me due to the fact that I was laughing my ass off. 

"You cruel bastard" laughed out Vicky after the first set of Jekyll and Hydes passed over, and to be honest..? yeah, she was right. 

The song went on, everyone holding their drinks close to their mouths, in preparation of what was now obviously going to be quite the shit storm. I could tell that this night would end with more than one person passing out drunk. The chorus approached yet again, and yet again, a smile spread across my face.