What's next?
A wager
I’ve always been curious if I could out drink you,” Miranda said. “My perfect genes make me able to compete with Jack, but your implants may have given you a better edge.”
“Mmm… but I’m already two drinks in,” Shepard said.
Miranda smirked as she downed two shots. “Now we’re even.”
“What are the stakes?” Shepard asked.
“Let’s figure that out after I win,” Miranda said.
“Mmm…. I can’t wait to wipe that smirk off your face,” Shepard said.
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