. . . . . .Party

". . . . . . .Party" She says and then music comes on and Brett comes in with a bottle of vodka. "Open up girls." She then starts to pour vodka down all their throats. All of them are dancing against each other grinding like they are in a club. They have drunk half the bottle of vodka.

All of a sudden they all look at you just standing there nursing your drink. Mia dances over to you with the bottle. "Open up birthday boy."

"No, nah I'm good I don't want any vodka thanks." You say.