Get Crunk

We were gonna sneak up on the boys, they were currently playing beer pong. Which made it even better! I peeked my head around the corner and Phat J and Se7en had their backs to us, Antz and Mikl saw me. I placed my finger on my lips; signalling them to shut the fuck up. They went back to playing their game. I slid my shoes off, looking to Bri. She kicked her shoes off. We tiptoed behind them.

"AY BAY BAY!" We screamed in their ears, they screamed, Se7en turning around and putting me in a head lock.

"GAH!" I yelled as he took me down to the ground. Bri almost doubled over in laughter. "Sev! Get off me!" I coughed. "You're kinda choking me." He let up. "Fucking faggot." I grumbled.

"Oh c'mon grumpy gills." Bri said, sticking her lips out.

"Yo Phatty. Help me up." I said, holding out my hand. He did. "You're so kind." I smiled, kissing his lips. "Hey, Mikl. Hit me up." I said, he threw the ping pong ball into one of the cups. I took the ball out of the cup and chugged the thing down.

"Slow down sweet cheeks." Phat J said. "Wait till later."

"But it's muy dilicioso." I said.

"So, what are we doing tonight?" Bri whined, sitting on the beer pong table.

"I don't know." Antz said. "How about we decide?"

"Boys decide?" I asked myself, looking to Bri.

"HELL NO!" We yelled.

"Yeah, I got some good places in my head." Se7en said.

"You? Good places?" I scoffed.

"Tori, you take him for a loser." Bri frowned.

"I call 'em like I see 'em." I giggled.

"Alright, I've got it. This is where we're going.."