Downfall/Take the drink
From Create Your Own Story
You take the glass. Kirsten's announcement sounds ominous and demands preparations. Kirsten pours herself a bigger drink and raises her glass. You clink your glass against hers. You watch the horizon turn red, occasionally sipping your drink. You rarely drink booze, but the drink is so small it only slightly affects you. It'd be better not to have another drink, though.
The sky lost any color when Kirsten finishes her drink. She fishes an ice cube out of the glass and puts it in her mouth. "Ready? Follow me to the bathroom."
"What kind of perverted thing do you want me to do?" you ask alarmed.
"Nothing perverted, just time-consuming." She reaches a leg over to you. "Feel that."
"What?"
"Feel it!"
You rub your hand over her shin and shrug. "What am I supposed to feel? Nothing but stubbles. Didn't you shave before we... oh no."
"Oh yes. A neat, clean shave. The sooner you start, the sooner you're finished."
There is a twisted logic in it. A bet is a bet, and unless you want to start an endless discussion, you better get going. Damn you, Kirsten. Shaving your own legs is hassle enough; it took you long enough yesterday. You follow Kirsten into the bathroom. You get her razor and shaving cream. Kirsten opens the button of her shorts. You remember how Kirsten won her bet. Do you remind her she is not wearing underwear?
