Send β for our muses to do shots together.
βmoon!Β how the fuck are you?βΒ seamus shouted over the music, pulling the girl into a quick hug.Β he hadnβt seen her all night.Β he was several drinks in, and assumed as much from her.Β so there only seemed to be one logical next step:Β Β βyou wanna do shots?βΒ fully aware of the answer, he tugged on her sleeve to guide her over to the drink table before she could respond.Β Β βeenie meenie minie β¦ βΒ he covered his eyes and pointed back and forth between the bottles until he landed on one.Β Β βvodka.Β fuck.βΒ with a heavy sigh, he poured two shots for them and handed one to her.Β Β βcheers, i guess!β
















