GRAVEYARD - SPIN THE BOTTLE OVERFLOW

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where we can be drunk the night before endgame without hitting captcha, sorry mods we love you

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[wisterin]

There won't be any harm in it.

[ She's assuming it's a nonalcoholic cider? ]

[selfinserting]

[I hope Zenitsu smashed betray and gave him alcoholic cider. He takes a drink, though.]

Um, it's good...

[wisterin]

[ either that or i hope zenitsu didn't look before he poured ]

Does that mean you'll play more?

[selfinserting]

[After a few seconds:]

...If you want me to. [But!] Do, um, do you want to spin next?

[wisterin]

I'll spin, but.

[ She holds up a hand. ]

It's not about what I want. It's what you want.

[selfinserting]

[He looks sheepish at the very least, but...]

I, um. I want to stay.

[wisterin]

[ She smiles. ]

I'm glad you do.

[ She spins and it lands on "spinner drinks a full glass."

Without a moment's hesitation, she downs the rest of her drink smoothly. ]

[selfinserting]

[...]

It's not that, um, that strong, right?

[Lightly concerned!!]

[wisterin]

Please don't worry. I won't hamper my judgment or ability like that.

[ She's tea and water only. Maybe sometimes juice. She's no fun. ]

[selfinserting]

Okay.

[Relieved!! And then:]

Do I spin again, or...? This is - kind of fun.

[wisterin]

Yes.

[ She reaches to pour herself some more tea. ]

If you're having fun, that's what matters. Spin until you don't want to.

[selfinserting]

...Okay.

[He spins again with a weak smile, this time landing on "sing a love song for twenty seconds". He looks embarrassed for a few moments, looking away, but this is the first thing YT gave me and he is actually very good, even if he refuses to make eye contact with anyone while this happens.]

[overruns]

[ not part of this thread but wow!!! insert background clapping when he's finished ]

[selfinserting]

[He glances towards him, surprised, for maybe half a second before he's looking away again. Embarrassing......]

[wisterin]

[ She's not familiar with the song, but she can recognize talent when she hears it. She's delighted, and when he's done, she claps, too. ]

That was lovely. Anyone would be lucky to hear you sing.

[selfinserting]

...I, um, thank you. That's - nice of you to say.

[He's going a little bit red from the compliment. Awful. Anyways!]

But, that means that it's, um, that it's your turn, right?

[wisterin]

I only said what I thought.

[ She spins, and it lands on "massage a friend for a minute or drink." ]

Would you be uncomfortable, or should I finish my drink?

[selfinserting]

[He doesn't say anything, but. He looks clearly uncomfortable, which is probably answer enough even before he gives a small sigh.]

...Sorry. It's - um, I promise it's not, not you.

[wisterin]

[ Her smile comes easy, and she polishes off her drink. ]

Please don't apologize. I don't mind either way.

[ She honestly isn't offended. ]