>>21272528Kasumi set five shot glasses down at the table. The bartender poured whiskey into each shot glass carefully. A man next to Kasumi also set five shot glasses down. A crowd of people at the beach party watched. The bartender filled the second set of five shot glasses.
"One...two...three!"
Kasumi and the man quickly started to slam back the shots. One, two, thre-
"Aguh!"
The man gagged as he tried to slam back the third shot. Kasumi slammed the fifth shot glass on the bar counter and stood up. The crowd watching cheered.
>LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOOO! YOU OWE ME 200 BUCKS FUCKING LOSER! TOLD YA I can do five shots faster than you!Kasumi flipped the bird at the man as he grumbled and set ten 20 dollar bills on the bar counter. Kasumi quickly swiped, then counted them.
>Happy to do business with ya! Bartender! Another whiskey cola it's like the fucking Sahara here!The bartender quickly hands Kasumi a drink. She takes a sip. Until her eyes meet someone in the distance. Was that Kelly? Yes it was. And fuck, Sheila was with her. She had no reason to dislike Sheila. But a pang of jealousy hit her heart. She wasn't sure why. Something about the tag titles.
>Slimefre-Slimefren was still in the DJ booth mixing his sick beats. Fuck. Too late to fuck around. Kasumi walked over to the pair, who were accompied by a third girl.
>Sup bitches!Kasumi waved as she approached, awkwardly lighting up a cigarette as she walked over.
>Heya Kelly! Thanks for coming. And...hi Sheila. Glad you made it.Kasumi smiled. She was trying to be a better person. Somewhat. Dammit. Kasumi shuffled her drink over to the hand holding a cigarette to shake her hand, before putting the drink back in her right hand and taking a drag off her cigarette.
