The girls get the party started and Mike mixes up some shots...

“Let’s get this fucking party started!”

Paphia and Lily look from the howling idiot Mike to you with your frustrated expression with uncertain smiles, clearly sensing the tension between you. Ariella just laughs and expertly cracks open a beer with one elegant long-nailed finger.

“Sounds good! Here I brought you a housewarming gift.” She says placing the large chunk of multi-faceted crystal on the mostly empty table and tapping the top of it.

Loud high tempo music fills the room and the many angled flat sides of the crystal start flashing out bright colored beams of light turning the room into something like a nightclub dance floor.

“Isn’t it great?!” she asks running a delicate finger down the side of it to drop the volume, “Every dorm room needs one and the best bit is no one outside the room can hear it, so play it as loud as you like!”

“That’s great, thanks!” you tell her then pull Mike into the small kitchenette to talk privately.

“What the hell Mike, where are the other guys?” You whisper angrily at him.

“Right here,” he said waving a small pair of potion vials in front of your face, “We won’t want any other guys around after these bad-boys join the party.”

Your eyes widen and you push Mikes waving hand down before the girls can see the potions.

“Mike I told you I didn’t want…” you begin seething with frustration at his arrogance but he just interrupts you again.

“Relax, relax, this is college remember? Live a little! I’ll look after it all.” he says over the music and pushes you out of the kitchenette yelling, “Hey girls, shots coming up!”

“Woohoo!” cries Ariella lifting her beer in salute and gyrating her luscious hips to the music amongst the flashing colored lights.

Paphia laughs and tosses you one of the beers before opening one herself as Lily smiles and eyes you over the lip of her own can. The sexy tree nymph saunters over in her stripper heels, moving with feline grace and presses her soft body up against your side to speak over the music.

“I’m not a greedy woman and I don’t have any claim on you my Lucky Charm,” she breaths huskily into your ear, “…but I had hoped that the girl to boy ratio would be a little more even.”

Before you can answer Mike is yelling again…

“Let’s do some tequila!” he hoots stepping out from behind the kitchen counter with five full shot glasses in his meaty fists.

Ariella laughs in pleasure, grabs him and spins him around to the beat as gracefully as any dancer, coming away with a shot in her hand.

“Oh, hey! Ummm… wait a minute…” Mike says looking down at the remaining four glasses in his hands with some confusion.

“Let’s just do this.” You mutter stealing three more from him and handing one each to Paphia and Lily.

“Wait, I… oh shit…” Mike looks at the last shot glass in his hand in concern then back at yours as you lift it to your lips and throw your head back to down it in one. The liquor slides down your throat easier than you had expected of cheap tequila and has a sweet after-taste that you find a little exciting.

At the same time the three beautiful Fae girls throw back their shots almost simultaneously, leaving Mike standing there holding the last full shot like the last beacon of sobriety in an ocean of fun..

“Party Foul!” Laughs Ariella pointing at Mike with her empty glass and begins to chant. “Drink, drink, drink…”

“Aaah fuck it.” Grunts Mike with a sheepish grin and downs his as well. His face screws up as he swallows and he coughs making everyone laugh.

“Well, here’s to hoping…” he murmers tossing the empty glass back on the table and reaching for one of the last beers.