Why drink it yourself?
Lost a Bet
Your face falls as you watch the Eagles score the final goal against the Wombats. Adam leaps off the couch and cheers.
"Ha-ha! Yes! Go Wombats! That's my old college team!"
You sip the rest of your beer with a grimace, bracing for what is coming. Adam turns, his face grinning.
"Alright! Time for your side of the wager..."
You groan.
"Come on, Adam. Seriously? We're gonna do this."
He shakes his head and tuts.
"The wager on college sports matches is sacred, dude. You gotta go through with it. Besides, didn't you say this was obviously a prank product?"
You sigh. You had said that. And part of you believed that this was all a joke product still. But a small part of you felt a twinge of fear.
"Ok, fine. Where is this stupid drink?"
"I didn't order it yet," Adam says,
"Seriously?"
"Yo, that shit is pricey for an energy drink. I'm not just wasting my money if you're not going through with this. Anyway, I'm feeling nice. I dug up four possible suppliers. I'll even let you choose..."
He pulls out his phone and shows you a few saved web pages. You flip through them, deciding which 'poison' to pick...
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