2 fingers of Vodka
4 oz Mountain Dew Voltage
1 oz Orange Juice
TANTRUM
Music pumped out from every
room on the floor, it was awful in the hallway it all turned into a
jumble of noise that only cleared about in each room a bit. I
retreated back to my room and topped off my drink. Two fingers of
vodka, half a can of Mountain Dew Voltage and a splash of orange
juice, I've yet to find anybody else who liked it. I lay back on my
bed and listened to K Pop as my room represented the good Korea. My
roommate was gone, but a few people were hanging out in the room,
anything worth taking was locked up in our closet so I wandered out
to the common area where better music was playing and more people
were hanging out. Tiana was at the air hockey table so I wandered
over that way and watched her finish off the guy who lived two rooms
down from me.
“I don't think you can
take me as easily.”
“Sounds like words, but
looks like a load of shit, considering I always beat you.”
“Tonight I'm feeling
lucky.”
“It's probably just your
stomach revolting against that fucked up mixture of liquids you're
drinking.”
“Not my fault your
palate's not sophisticated enough to drink this.”
“If that's sophisticated
I'll stick to whatever keg I can get access to with five dollars.”
“Don't say I didn't try
to expand your tastes once you leave.”
“I'll always remember you
as the guy who drank that super weird drink that tasted like rancid
asshole.”
“So you taste a lot of
rancid asshole?”
“Not on my days off, but
you only get so many of those,” Tiana said. “Now are we going to
play or do you want to stand there and gossip?”
“I don't know, I'm pretty
good at talking.”
“Tough it's time to put
up or shut up.”
“If you win we go
somewhere with good music,” I said. “If I win we go to my room
and listen to K-Pop.”
“For both our sakes, I
must win.”
Tiana hit the puck off the
wall and I blocked it off and sent it back toward her. Not much
momentum on the puck, I should have kept it on my side. She fired it
back with wild ricochets off the walls and I missed it as it slid
into the goal. I was down quickly, not that I was surprised. I
dropped the disc on the table and fired off my own wildly ricocheting
shot that she stopped and fired straight back at me. I blocked the
shot, but it bounced back at her and she fired it in with an angle
that I saw, but somehow still couldn't stop from going in. The game
continued that way, except for one shining moment, when I countered a
rebounding shot and sent it bouncing back and forth before it found
Tiana's goal.
“You've already tied your
high score of a goal,” Tiana said as she set the puck on the table.
“Maybe you can double up on that.”
“Maybe it's just the
beginning of my comeback.”
“Sure, all you have to do
is score nine before I get another goal.”
“You make it sound all
too easy.”
Tiana looked straight at
me, I almost missed the flick of her wrist that sent the puck toward
my side of the table. I lunged at it and missed as it slid home and
scored her the final point of the game.
“Guess you lost,” Tiana
said then finished the last of the beer in her cup. “Before we
leave this place get me a refill.”
“It's the least I can
do,” I said as I grabbed the solo cup.
I pushed through the crowd
and refilled the cup with beer before I went to the stairs and handed
the cup to Tiana then headed down one floor to her room. It was a
messy room, but not too messy. Tiana dropped onto her bed and I sat
down beside her.
“Everything's going better than I planned,” I said. “Losing to you guaranteed me time with you, I didn't think I'd end up in your room.”
“Sorry, I have ulterior
motives, I need your help with a paper.”
“Really?”
“No,” she said. “You're
brave enough to drink whatever it is you have in that cup.”
“Tantrum.”
“But not enough to make a
move. It's kind of a bummer. I should have known better than to
wait.”
Tiana grabbed the back of
my head and pulled me forward into a kiss. Even as drunk as I was I
managed to react in time to make it a good kiss, or at least as good
as I knew how to make a kiss.
“Damn,” I said.
“Wish I could say the
same.”
“Shit, I wasn't even
trying,” I said as I leaned forward and started a kiss.
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