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Shot #1
Jasper licks the salt off his hand with a grimace and takes the first shot. It's harsh going down and burns everything in its wake. He's never been a huge fan of tequila.
Edward hands him the lime wedge with a smile, and, as usual, he's about five shots ahead. Jasper glares at him before biting down, and wonders where Emmett and Carlisle disappeared to. It seems he's arrived late to the party. Again.
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