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We redress, dispose of the condom, clean the bench, and make our way back to the party. The second we reach the kitchen, Theo pops in front of us, holding three shot glasses.

“Bro,” I groan, knowing I’m going to regret this tomorrow.

“Come on.” His eyes bounce between me and Sophia. “We’re gonna have a good ass timecelebratingtonight. Got it?”

He places a shot of whiskey in my hand, and Sophia takes hers, shooting me a cocked brow sayingmaybe he’s right. “Fine.”

“Sweet!”

Sage and Julian come up with their own shots.

“Fuck yes!” Sage says, holding hers in the air, and we join her. “To getting litty as a titty!”

“To getting litty as a titty,” we all chime in unison, clinking our shots.

I shoot back the liquor, letting the familiar burn coat my throat.

“Let loose for one night in your life, E,” Theo tells me before filling my glass back up, forcing me to do exactly that.

* * *

“Oh, God,” I groan as the brightest light I’ve ever encountered pierces my vision. “Shut that shit off.”

“It’s the sun.” Andi’s voice hits my ears like a bucket of cold water, and my eyes fly open.

I bolt up, finding myself on a lawn chair in Noah’s backyard, wearing nothing but my red briefs.I’m gonna vomit.Andi’s arms are crossed over her chest as she smirks at me.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Why is she here?

Where’s Sophia?

I bring my hand up to rake through my hair, finding a Santa hat atop my head instead. My eyes squint down at it, and there’s zero recollection of putting one on. “What the hell happened last night?”

“Somebody did a few too many shots with Theo.” Sophia’s teasing voice immediately calms my anxieties, and I fall back against the chair, letting out a heavy exhale. If she’s here, I couldn’t have been that stupid.Right?

“How bad was it?” I ask, scared as shit of the answer.

Sophia sits next to me on the edge of the lawn chair, holding out a coffee. I grab it, taking a long sip.

“Depends what you define as ‘bad.’” Sophia’s use of air quotes makes my stomach churn.

“If it was as bad as I feel, I’m afraid to hear it.”

Sophia smirks at Andi before sliding her gaze back to me. “Well… there was a threesome that turned into a twosome becausesomeonefell asleep.”

My mouth falls open, eyes widening as they bounce between Andi and Sophia. The wheels in my brain spin on overdrive as I try to conjure up the mental picture that’s tragically vacant from my memory.

Andi folds over in laughter, holding her stomach. “Don’t hurt yourself there, tiger.”

“Kidding.” Sophia giggles, placing a hand on my stomach. “You only gothalfnaked.”

My eyes bulge as I shake my head. “What?”

“Someone set up karaoke,” Andi chimes in. “You stripped off your sweater and sang Sophia ‘Santa Baby.'”

“Well, I’m glad I don’t rememberthat.”

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