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[niko]

This game was in the bag.

Gold, despite being his own team, had an (un)surprising advantage over the two in this contest of sorts, having only taken a few sips of his first drink- generous as they were, just to be fair. He leans back and watches Dawn haphazardly try and pop the ball into his cup, not at all hiding the obvious smirk that works it’s way onto his face.

Almost, almost…

“C’mooon, seriously?! You probably can’t even tell which way’s left and you still got it in?” Gold whines, but plucks the ball from the cup and downs the rest of the beer from it with relative ease. He adds once last hmph, but his expression shifts into something more devious.

“Alright, how’s this then- if I get this shot it, Dia’s gotta down the rest of the bottle. He looks like he’s enjoyin’ himself enough, so I figure this won’t hurt ‘im at all!” 

[bodtmarco]

A boisterous laugh left the boy’s lips, amused at Dawn’s luck (and perhaps skill) with her shot. He gave her a congratulatory high-five, despite missing his first attempt.

Now, clearly, this was not going to be a very healthy move for the 16-year-old. One full drink and he was already swaying with the unbalance that comes with a drunken state. If he had thought through the offer rationally, his immediate response would have been to decline the upped bet.

Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case.

“I d—don’t have a problem wit it— hic!” Dia slurred, attempting to make his speech comprehensible to the best of his ability. No, it really couldn’t get any worse. Well, with the exception of him passing out from the intense intoxication, that’s about how drunk he was going to get, with his lightweight tendencies. Was that the way Gold was going to play? Bring it on. “But it has t’be farther away frum ya— otherwise, that’s cheatin’!”

[cinnabarine]

Score!!!

That was actually a pretty shot, she had to admit to herself. Though, it probably was so bad to a bystander's perspective, preferably one that wasn't as drunk as the trio was. Nevertheless, Dawn was ecstatic to have made the shot.

Jumping up and down, a wide grin could be found on her face as she turned around to give one of her best friend a high five. Though they missed at first, due to their stupor, they somehow managed to connect the second time. Dawn was a little concerned to see how drunk Dia had been though. Was he really that lightweight?

"You can do it, Dia! I believe in you!"

She clapped her hands together in a way that she hoped was encouraging and it somewhat brought her back to the days when she was a personal cheerleader for her friends.  It's not to say she wasn't cheering for Gold, but it didn't seem like he needed any help, no offense.

"Give 'em your best shot!!!"

[bodtmarco]

What had he gotten himself into now?

Diamond sat beside two of his friends, Dawn and Gold, with a cup in his hand and snacks littering the floor. The hours had dragged on as they had convinced each other to take one, two, three swigs from the cup of alcohol he now held, heads spinning the further they got into it. Eventually the bright idea of playing beer pong appeared in their midst, and of course everyone complied.

Diamond himself could no longer see very clearly; his vision was starting to blur at the edges.

He had lost that time; Gold had managed to land the ping pong ball into his plastic cup, earning him yet another drink. Gold had burst into a yell of victory, arms raised above him in celebration at his win. Diamond no longer cared; he was drunk, anyway. It couldn’t get any worse.

[cinnabarine]

Though Dawn wasn't usually one to be up for drinking, she definitely didn't want to miss out on a fun night with her friends. And although she knew that she wouldn't come off as a "prude" if she didn't drink, the sixteen year old was a bit curious about the taste of alcohol herself.

It wasn't much trouble to push her conscience to the back of her mind but that was probably due to the bottle that was already consumed by the three teens. She wasn't entirely drunk, but was still a bit buzzed and a warm flush colored her face.

It was a bit awkward to play beer pong between three people, but Dawn and Diamond switched spots whenever Gold had made it into a cup, which was, surprisingly, very often. By the time that she had finally made it into an opposite cup, she had already been forced to down three drinks.

Fumbling a bit, she stood up to go take a swig from the cup the ball had landed in. Still not used to the taste, she winced when the cool, yet bitter liquid went down her throat, settling into her system. Trying her best to take her aim due to circumstances, Dawn lobbed the small ball in the direction that she believed the table would be in and hoped it would make it into one of the remaining red cups.

[cinnabarine]

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