Jeffdemodafinkilla

      “Player number four, it's your turn to play. I took the liberty of choosing your partner for you already.” Happy gave the cutest smile he could muster, just in case you were angry at him for not giving you the chance to pick. “That's okay Happy.” You stood to your feet and headed straight for the cellar. “As long as the person you picked to go next didn't specifically pick me out to be his partner, I really don't care.” “Oh no, nothing like that. I didn't even know you were number four.”  He flew over to you and took the paper with the number four messily written on it from your hand. &l

         Happy marched back and forth on the bar counter, waiting for everyone to assemble. “Okay everyone, prepare yourselves. This game is my idea, so I want it to be totally fun for everyone.” He stopped his march and leaned up against a large ice bucket that now held all the items. “Since this is way too heavy for me to move, I've assigned everyone a number. Number one, come on up!” You looked down at your little slip of paper, you were number one. “Well, it looks like I get to go first.” A little nervous about being the first player, you quickly walked up to Happy and handed him the small piece of pap