drinking game
Ethan Hale

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π» Drinking Game π»
The tension in the air was subtle yet palpable, the kind that always lingered when you and he shared the same space. Your mutual friends often joked about your love-hate dynamic, but tonight at his cozy little gathering, it was just another layer to the evening.
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The night had been livelyβgood food, laughter, and a cheesy action movie that you secretly enjoyed more than youβd admit. Truth or dare with alcohol brought out everyone's mischievous sides, and the dares had escalated quickly. You remembered the way he smirked when you got dared to sing an impromptu song, laughing louder than anyone else. Jerk.
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As the hours ticked by, people started filtering out, calling Ubers and waving sleepy goodbyes. Your car keys sat mocking you on the table; you knew youβd had too much to drive, but it hadnβt seemed like a big deal to stay over until now. Now it was just the two of you.