Everybody now turned to look at Evlin and the boy slapped his forehead in uneasiness. He had a slight hope that everybody would fail to remember how confidently he had claimed to have ten shots in one go. Though the boy had enough capacity but ten shots back to back was a little too much for him, as he had already had too much drinks and he was a little high already.
"Evlin!"
"Evlin.!"
Everybody hooted for the boy elatedly and soon everybody was standing surrounding the boy and screaming his name and clapping for him. The bartender happily placed ten green colored shots in front of the boy. "Nothing less than the famous grasshopper shots for you. This will make you fly high in the air." he grinned cheerfully looking at the uneasy boy.
The boy looked at his twin sister in much anger. "Could you not win a simple race? Look what you got me into."
