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Frye was sick. She knew it was just a game but she was just so done with it all, she had won *once*. She tried to be happy for Shiver, she was her colleague and girlfriend after all.. but she harder she tried the more she just wanted to wring that woman's throat like a wet cloth.
They all went out that night, for the celebration after every splatfest. She put on that big fake smile like always and had a mediocre time. After a while , she stared into her glass, seeing the tinted reflection of a sad inkling.
"Screw it" she thought, and started drinking. It gave a soothing feeling, like a warmness filling her heart, making her enjoy her time so far. When she was done she waited a while -to not sound strange- to order another one. She has never drank that much, she wasn't really a drinking girl, but it's all she needed right now.
Her smile got bigger and stupider after every sip, her foot tapping on the floor loudly. She didn't have much of a tolerance, but she decided she had to start somewhere. She stared at her friends with that big goofy grin and talked loudly and happily. She didn't mind this one bit, she ordered another.
Not even Shiver drank this much, they made sure she was okay many times, everytime the latter just replied with "yeahh!!" With that stupid smile. They wanted to kiss her so bad, but this probably wasn't the time to do it.