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Of course Sam's game plan of not drinking too much flew out the window during his game of not-beer pong with Santana. He'd gone in thinking it'd be a breeze for him, but he'd underestimated the other's skills and her determination to win. He wasn't ever going to do that again. Plus, thanks to Sebastian's rules of no bottom shelf and nothing with less than 7% alcohol, he was feeling a lot more tipsy than he was used to. Thankfully though, Sam was a happy drunk and he took it all in stride. He even went into the kitchen to get himself another drink. He exited with his freshly filled red solo cup in hand a few minutes later. However, the blond barely managed not to spill it when someone ran into him on their way to the kitchen.
"Woah, you seriously need to watch where you're going. That could've ended badly," the words had just escaped his mouth when another person bumped him from behind and it all seemed to go down in slow-mo from there.