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    Summary

    "Who wants to spin it?" El asks, glancing at each of them in turn.

     

    Max enthusiastically leans forward and takes hold of the bottle. "I will," she volunteers, grinning like a mad-man. Mike guesses her childhood nickname still fits. She's MadMax through and through.

     

    The bottle spins. And then slows. And it looks like it's going to land on Lucas and Max, it's slowing, and slowing, and slowing, and Mike smirks up at Max. Ha, in your face, Mayfield.

     

    Mike turns to Will triumphantly, but finds him staring at the bottle with an expression that Mike can't read. He follows Will's gaze and finds the neck of the bottle isn't pointing at Lucas. It's pointing at him. Which means…

     

    Fuck.

     

    OR:

    the Party hatches a scheme to get Mike and Will in a closet together

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