"Okay, I've brought the liquor!" Keagan grinned.
"Did you really steal it?" Sarah questioned.
"Sarah, for a person who can aim and shoot well, you are slow-witted," Fred sniggered.
Sarah glared at Fred. "Look at your house! It's a mansion! And I bet on my life your cars are equally expensive as well. Why would you want to steal wine from a club?"
"Oh, innocent darling! I've only become rich after stealing," Keagan smirked as he placed the wine on the table.
"You brought the wine, but where are the glasses? You don't expect us to drink from the bottle itself, right?" Bob groaned as he stood up and headed to the kitchen.
"I knew I missed something!"
Not long after, Bob came back with four wine glasses in his hands. He opened the wine bottle using a corkscrew which was randomly lying on the table and started pouring the wine into the glasses.
"So we're gonna spin this bottle," Keagan said as he pointed to an empty plastic bottle. "And whoever the bottle points at will have to tell a truth or do a dare."
Everyone nodded in agreement. "I'll start spinning the bottle!" Keagan clapped his hands.
He expertly turned the bottle and the bottle started spinning.
"Let's hope this time, it doesn't point to you again," Bob snickered. "Okay, just because the bottle pointed at me last time, it doesn't mean it'll point at me again," Keagan answered, raising his hands defensively.
The bottle slowed down and what a surprise, it pointed directly at Keagan.
"Oh god! I swear I'm a magnet for bottles!"
"Too late for regrets. Truth or dare?" Fred asked casually as he leaned onto the couch.
"Dare"
"Hohoho, wise choice! I dare you to peel a banana using only your toes and eat it," Bob said abruptly. Keagan sighed, muttered incoherent words and downed his entire glass of wine.
Sarah looked at Keagan puzzled. "I don't think that dare was bad at all. Why didn't you do it?"
Keagan held out three fingers. "First, we ran out of bananas. Second, my toes are too weak to even lift up an item. Thirdly, I'm allergic to bananas. I would become bloated and red rashes would appear on my skin."
Sarah shaped her mouth into an 'o' as she nodded slowly.
Keagan scowled at Bob. "You just want me to get drunk fast."
Bob laughed as he poured more wine into Keagan's glass.
"Fred, you spin the bottle this time. I don't want to risk getting attacked by evil Bob again."
Fred nodded and spinned the bottle.
This time, the bottle pointed at Sarah.
"Ooh, newbie! Truth or dare?" Keagan enthusiastically asked.
"Truth"
"What's the weirdest thing you've ever done in front of a mirror?" Bob cut in.
"Bob! I was about to ask her a question!" Keagan whined.
"You snooze, you lose," Bob shrugged.
"Weirdest thing?" Sarah asked as she tapped her chin thoughtfully.
"Oh, I got it! I've thrown a candy at my reflection once."
"You threw what?"
"Threw a candy. No one was there to congratulate me so I looked at myself in the mirror and threw a candy at it while saying, 'You finally accomplished it! Have a candy!'," Sarah air-quoted.
Bob and Keagan looked at each other before bursting into fits of laughter. Fred was turning as red as a tomato as he tried his best to keep in his laughter.
Sarah frowned as she spinned the bottle.
The bottle pointed at Fred.
"Freddie boy! Which shall you choose?"
"Truth"
"Do you have feelings for Keagan?" Sarah asked.
Fred furrowed his eyebrows while Keagan gaped.
"What are you implying?"
"I mean from what I've observed, you've been extremely protective towards Keagan. So, it just popped into my mind."
Keagan smugged and stood up, strutting towards Fred. He took a seat on Fred's lap and drew small circles on Fred's chest using his index finger. "Babe, do you have feelings for me?"
Fred pushed Keagan off, causing Keagan to fall off on his butt.
"Stop it! I'm straight, okay! I have no feelings for men at all!"
Keagan roared in laughter. "Oh my god, your reaction was priceless!" Keagan wheezed in between his laughs.
The rest of them started laughing along with Keagan, leaving an angry Fred with his hands on his hips.
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"Michael! You're the best idol anyone can ever ask for!" Sarah screamed as she shook Bob's body.
Bob was sprawled on the couch with a wine glass in his hand.
"Don't disturb my sleep, pink unicorn. I'll play with you tomorrow," Bob mumbled.
Flustered, Sarah looked to her right and smiled at the scene.
Keagan and Fred were slow dancing behind the couch. They had their hands on each other's hips.
"Keagan~ why are you always so mean to me?" Fred slurred.
"Freddiee, you're the best sidekick anyone can have!" Keagan grinned as he leaned onto Fred's broad shoulders.
Sarah took out her phone and started recording the amusing scene.
"Why are you always annoying me?" Fred whined.
"Thank you for being there for me, Fred. Especially when I came out of the hospital that day," Keagan whispered as he dozed off.
"You're getting on my nerves!" Fred wailed as he continued slow dancing with Keagan asleep in his arms. Their fluid movements make one wonder whether they were actually drunk or not.
Fred stroked Keagan's hair gently and said," I'll always be here for you, buddy. Just say the word and I'll be there."
Sarah cheekily laughed. "I can't wait to show this to them tomorrow! Oooh, I have something against the most wanted fugitive!"
In the dead of night even the city lights ebbed to a mere inkling. The city lights dwindled to a smattering of stubborn night owls. The sky was black tranquility married to a poetry of stars. It was the softness that called the body and brain to rest and let the heart go to its steady rhythm. Night came as a reward of sorts, a restfulness above to calm the soul.