Playing With Fire || d.h

16. Two Birds, No Stone

Your POV

"How the hell can you drink that?"

I'm currently sitting on the middle of the kitchen island, accompanied by everyone else, including Samantha, whom is currently arguing with PJ on his taste in sweeteners, or rather, lack thereof.

"Anyone who puts sugar in their green tea is a menace, and should be shunned for life!"

"Sorry, but when I'm drinking tea, I want it to taste good," she snaps back.

"Then just don't drink green tea!" He exclaims, throwing his hands in the air.

Samantha giggles breathily. "How do you put up with this?" She asks me, pointing at PJ.

"I don't know, it's a full time job," I reply teasingly.

"Oh, you love me," PJ says, hopping next to me on the island pecking me on my cheek bone.

"Where the bloody hell did all our food go?" Dan asks, annoyed, staring into the fridge.

"I don't know, but it probably has something to do with us having three extra people staying in your apartment," Phil replies, jokingly scowling at PJ, Dodie, and I.

"Hey, it's not me!" I counter defensively. "I've been eating only my own food ninety-nine percent of the time."

"Yeah, I've been mostly eating (Y/n)'s food, too," Dodie added. I nod in agreement.

"Well, that still doesn't fix the fact that we have nothing to eat," replies Dan. "However, I really don't feel like going out, so I guess we're just gonna have microwave popcorn and old beer." He pulls a six pack from the back of the fridge, and starts distributing them to everyone. I cradle my beer in my hands as he pulls out three bags of popcorn, and Phil grabs huge bowls from one of the cupboards.

Five minutes later, we're all arranged in the lounge with the lights off, each person paired with someone to share a bowl of popcorn with, and the introduction to The Shining playing from the tv. Due to the dark clouds and heavy rain pounding on the windows, the lounge has the perfect aura for a horror movie. Dan and Samantha are sitting together on one couch. I'm lying with my head in PJ's lap as he combs his fingers gently through the hair on my scalp. Phil and Dodie are sitting against the couch on the floor where my feet would be, throwing popcorn into each other's mouth. I look up at PJ, who grabs a piece of popcorn from the bowl next him, and drops it in my mouth.

We end up watching three more movies, and by that time, it's already seven o'clock. Dan gets up and turns the lights back on, and I sit up from PJ's lap. Samantha disappears into the kitchen for a few minutes, and comes back with two large vodka bottles and six shot glasses.

"Time for some fun," she giggles, pouring six shots in under ten seconds. She must've had a lot of practice.

Each of us downs one, then another, then Dodie, Phil and I drop out as Dan, PJ and Samantha take a third.

"Let's play a game!" Announces Dodie excitedly.

"Ooh, How about truth or dare?" Offers Samantha. I look at Dan and we both smile in understanding, thinking back to the first night we ever hung out, and played this exact game. No one objects, so we soundlessly agree to play.

"I'll go first," Samantha says. "Um... Phil." Phil raises his eyebrows as she looks him dead in the eyes. "Truth or dare?"

"Oh, dare, obviously!" He replies immediately, grinning from ear to ear.

"Hmm... I dare you to chug an entire beer in one go," she says, smirking.

"What, is that supposed to be hard?" He laughs. I hand him the beer Dan had given me earlier, as for some reason, I had never gotten to drinking it. Phil screws off the lid, takes a deep breath, and tilts the beer back to his mouth. We all watch in astonishment, the only sound in the room his heavy gulps. After only fifteen seconds, he takes the bottle off his mouth and holds it upside down, not a single drop spilling out. We sit in silence for a second, then all start applauding.