Dunno where I got this idea, but I figured I would run with it. Possible seddie, but no guarantees. Lemme know what you think so far. More to be added later :)

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It was the day they waited for for years: Graduation. Carly, Sam, and Freddie were no longer high schoolers; they were college students. The three got into different schools, but all three were close enough to each other that they didn't worry. Besides, why would they worry about that right now when they had such an eventful evening in store for them.

"So did you get it?" Freddie asked. He was anxious.

"Of course I got it Fredpuss, Who do you think I am?"

Carly hesitated, "Are you guys sure about this? What if things go wrong?"

"Relax... half of our class has done it more than you can count on your hands. It's just alcohol. Besides, if we split it equally, we won't die. Freddie over here did the math." Sam rolled her eyes.

"Okay. Well, Spencer will be gone at 7, so come over around then." And with that, the three went their own separate ways.

"Alright Carly, don't get in any trouble while I'm gone."

"Oh Spencer, what would I do?" She grew nervous.

"I don't know... uh, college stuff? You're not a little kid anymore."

"Don't worry about it. Sam is coming over and we are just gonna hang out here for the night. Freddie may stop by for a bit too."

"Alright, have fun. I'll see you tomorrow afternoon!"

The two hugged and Spencer left. Carly scurried up the stairs to the studio. Even though there was no chance of them getting caught, she couldn't help but feel that the night wouldn't end well. Her phone buzzed and she looked at it. Sam was asking if it was safe to come up. Carly replied.

Sam came waltzing up the stairs with her school backpack on and before going to Carly's, she knocked on Freddie's door. Freddie answered.

"We all set?" He asked.

"Yup, got the bottle," she turned to show him the backpack, "and I'm heading over there now. Coming?"

"Yeah, I'm good."

The two walked into the apartment across the hall and up to the studio. Carly was pacing nervously.

"Are you sure about this?"

"Don't worry about it, really. It's just us three."

"So what did you get?" Freddie interrupted.

Sam pulled a large bottle filled with a clear liquid. "One large bottle of Grape Smirnett's Vodka." The three looked at the bottle in awe as Sam pulled out two shot glasses. "So... who wants the first shot?" Freddie and Carly both backed away. "Aw, you're no fun."

Sam twisted open the bottle and poured it into one of the shot glasses. She looks at it and takes a whiff. "Woah nelly, that is strong. Welp... here it goes," and in one swift motion she slung her head back and took the shot. She winced in pain as the other two watched in horror. Sam opened her eyes wide, "Wooooo!" The other two laughed.

"Alright, alright. Gimme that," Freddie said. He wanted to show Carly that he was afraid of nothing. He poured a shot, put the bottle down, and took the shot. No thinking about it. "Oh god," he shivered as a chill ran down his spine. "Haha!"

Sam high-fived Freddie and egged Carly on. "Come on Carls, you're gonna fall behind." She poured a shot and handed it to Carly. Carly looked with puppy dog eyes at Sam, and then at Freddie.

"I hate you both." She took the shot while the other two laughed. She winced much more than Sam did. "No more, no more, no more. That was awful."

"Oh Carly..." Sam said as she took another shot with the other glass.