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Mayahuel giggled. "And you said I couldn't do it!..."
Tlazolteotl watched as her friend downed the fifth vessel of pulque in seven minutes. She'd bet Mayahuel couldn't spend twenty-four hours without drinking it. And she'd lost.
Tlazolteotl grinned. Of course she'll celebrate her victory with twenty-four hours of non-stop drinking.