Lavi's POV
I can handle my alcohol pretty well for an 18 year old. Tonight, everyone in the order was challenged to a drinking contest to see who could handle their alcohol the best. So far, it's been no competition. After about 3 shots of hard liquor, everyone falls. However, I've got to an interesting opponent.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the newbie." I state. I see her sitting across the table. The new girl at the order, Emma Winston. She had really dirty blonde hair, although she says it's a light brown, that's always pulled back into a ponytail. Her innocence is the necklace that shape shift into a bow when invoked. She's got 2 piercings on each ear. But her body, damn that body. Nice hourglass figure. She's a bit on the bigger side, but she's taller than the average female. She's got broad shoulders for a girl, but she super strong. Her chest has to be one of the biggest I've ever seen.
"Hello mutt. I hope you can give me a challenge." Emma states.
"Have you seen what I can do?" I reply.
"I have. But I grew up in Ireland before I moved to England. We Irish can hold our liquor." Emma states.
"Alright then. May the best man win." I state. Komui, the only one sober enough to judge, hands the both of us shot glasses. Komui pours the liquor into the cups. The two of us take down the drink in 3 seconds. Komui pours the next round. We had gotten past 5 shots and I can tell that Emma was starting to lose it, but I wasn't in much better shape.
"Hey, why don't we put a little wager on this?" I state.
"Depends." Emma states.
"If I win, you have to spend a night this week in my room with me and make me breakfast the next morning." I reply. I know that Emma is thinking about this.
"Alright, and if I win, you have to make me breakfast and serve me hand and foot the entire day." Emma states.
"You've got yourself a deal." The two of us shake on it. I mean, either way I win in this situation. I either spend a night with her and have her make me breakfast, or I spend an entire day with her and make her breakfast. Komui pours out next shots and the two of us keep going.
All right, I'm still pretty sober, I mean, I'm hiccupping a bit here and there, but that's about it. Emma looks like she's about to pass out though. Her face is flushed and she gettin tipsy.
"Ready to give up?" I ask. I don't want her to pass out or get sick either.
"No… way in… hell…" Emma states. She starts to burp.
"Alright Emma. I think you've had enough. I'm taking you back to your room." I state. I stand up and walk over to the other side of the table.
"Don't touch me you perv…" Emma states as she slowly slaps my hand away. Pretty soon after that, she passes out.
"I knew that this was gonna happen." I state. "Komui, I'm taking Emma back up to her room. She's too drunk to walk." I put her on my back and I start to head to the rooms. I can smell the alcohol coming out of Emma's breath when she breathes. I have to admit though. She can handle her alcohol pretty well. I reach her room and I open the door quietly. I walk in and I sit down on her bed. I slowly untangle her from my back and lay her in bed. I sit at the edge of her bed as I watch her sleep. A stand of hair falls on her face and I brush it away. "See you tomorrow night." I whisper.