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This is basically what I think should've happened during the game of Spin the Bottle in 'Blame it On the Alcohol' ;D
"...Well, what kind of girl is this?" slurred an extremely drunk Rachel to a rather bemused Finn. She then proceed to turn to the mass of dancing teens in the middle of the room, raised her arms in the air, and yelled:
"Who wants to play spin the bottle?"
This question was met with a loud array of excited screams and applause, which Rachel assumed was an agreement. She grabbed an empty bottle from the stage and stumbled over to where most of the Glee club had already begun to gather in the centre of the room.
The bottle was spun; it first landed on Sam, and then a very scantily-clad Brittany, who was at this point only wearing her bra and a pair of extremely short shorts; her clothes had somehow managed to end up on every surface but her, as a result of the rather large amount of alcohol she had consumed earlier on.
Santana, who was stood at the bar on the other side of the room, was quick to voice her distaste at this pairing.
"You know what? A reminder, I owns that guppy mouth. Those trouty Aerosmith lips belong to me, so!"
A few chuckles emanated from the group, as Santana was known for being protective and fiery when it came to boys she was dating. The two blondes moved in for the kiss, and Santana once again let her opinion be known:
"You know what this is not? Hey honeys, this is not a Big Red commercial. No me gusta!"
But, what no one noticed was the way her eyes kept flicking back to Brittany, and the way they flashed green when Sam placed his hand on the blonde's cheek and kissed her passionately. Brittany then glanced up at Santana standing by herself, and motioned for the Latina to come and sit next to her. Santana gave a shy smile, and walked over to her best friend. But, she stumbled on the way and landed almost on top of Brittany. She gazed down, into the blonde's eyes, and was about to sit up when Brittany leaned up and whispered:
"Y'know, when I was kissing Sam, I was pretending it was you."
Santana's eyes widened at this, and it took all the effort she could muster not to jump back on Brittany as the game continued.