The loud bass thumped in your ears as you walked into the kitchen, nearly pressing herself straight into a laughing Gavin.
“(Y/N)!! Ay!” You laughed along, feeling particularly light headed and happy.
“Hey Gav! Whatcha up to?” You brushed past him, walking further into Burnie’s kitchen to grab another beer.
“Micool and I were jus’ chattin’…” Gavin slurred, throwing an arm around his shoulders. You opened the refrigerator to grab a beer and noticed a full carton of milk in the door. At that point, you were fairly drunk and for some reason an idea came to your mind.
“Michael! Oh my God, Michael!” You laughed, grabbing the 1 litre carton.
“What?” He looked up at you with a quizzical look.
“I know you won’t be able to drink this entireee thing.” You dragged out your words, waving the milk before him.
“Wanna bet?” He asked, laughing. You nodded, holding out your hand for a shake.
“100 bucks says you can’t do it!” You said flimsy. He laughed and shook your outstretched hand.
He ripped open the top and placed the carton to his lips. Something inside of you must of clicked because you suddenly stopped him.
“Wait. Wait! Uh. If you can’t, $150 to me?” He giggled, actually fairly cutely and made a grunt of agreement.
He once again placed the carton to his lips and began to swallow. The small crowd that had gathered to witness the event could be heard around you as they started to chant ‘chug, chug, chug’.
He finished the milk within 2 minutes, pulling back and wiping the milk stache with the back of his hand before letting out a loud belch. You laughed and cheered along with the crowd, reminding yourself to pay him tomorrow, after the party was over.