#(he... just he)

Rory had stopped going to  these parties the wolves would throw in the old mill a long time ago. It never went well he was always nervous when he drank and did something stupid. Now though there a cute guy to impress so he had to at least try. He is on his third cup of the mystery punch when he glances over at the group that’s bored and looking for something to do. He is looking at one of the wolves he finds really cute when he suddenly blurts out. “We could play spin the bottle.” He realizes what he has done and his eyes go wide. “I mean- if you guys... wanted to or whatever.”