Shots Shots Shots | Open
Celeste found herself leaning against one of the large counters that acted as the bar. She usually loved to flirt with the boys but with her own boyfriend living in the same building, she knew it'd be a bad idea. These cadets were all pathetic compared to him anyways and she found herself shaking her head in disgust at most of their attempts with her and the other females. Glancing behind her, she remembered the brand new set of colorful shot glasses she had purchased and quickly slipped around to get them. Lining up the brightly colored glasses, she then told the bartender to fill each with something. None would be labeled and none would be watered down. It'd be a mystery on what each person had. This was going to be a fun little game.













