“Chug, chug, chug, chug, chug!”

Everyone chanted, pounding their fists onto the table at a rhythmically as Bette and some other dude were competing against each other, forcing the liquid down their throats as quickly as possible.

The crowd went crazy when Bette slammed her empty mug down onto the table. She reached out and began on her fourth cup.

“Chug, chug, chug, chug, chug…”

“Come on B… You can do it…”

The chanting of the crowd and cheering of her friends began to fade away slowly as her mind wandered to how she ended up at the party, participating in some pointless beer drinking game.

After her argument with Helena and deciding not to return to her apart, Bette was relieved to find her car keys in her pocket.  She got into her car and went off for a nice long quiet drive. Initially she was no longer in the mood to attend the party but then the thought of free booze changed her mind.

She was sitting with a couple of friends from school drinking and chatting, trying to get her mind of the argument that she just had. The harder she tried to get it off her mind, the more she drank but still she couldn’t get it off her mind.

Bette was still feeling slightly bitter about what had happen but at the same time, a sense of guilt was starting to creep on her. She began to feel bad for erupting at Helena.

Then crazy party guy came up with a group drinking game. People began forming groups of four and competed against each other, to downed twenty cups of beer in the shortest time possible.

Her friends begged her, well actually, dragged her into joining the senseless game.

“BAM!”

Bette slammed down another empty mug.

She wiped her mouth with her back of her hand and turned to look at the guy she was up against. He was only half way done with his fourth cup.

“Chug, chug, chug, chug!” The chanting got louder.

She was left with one more mug of beer and her group wins.

Win what?

She wasn’t sure if there was any damn prize for winning.