MORE THAN CAPABLE | Riven

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Sky nodded, "right, okay. Just don't turn into Riven, he vomited in no less than five places last year."

"Hey! I did not eat those on purpose," Luella defended.

Coincidentally, Riven showed up behind the specialist, placing a hand on his shoulder as he chuckled, "looks like the benchmark's been set." He held a metal flask in his hands, offering it to her but Sky pulled it back to Riven.

"She's not drinking and neither am I," Sky claimed which made Luella's shoulders slump, she came to the party perceiving that she'd get drunk, it'd be what kept her sane from overthinking just for this night.

Luella rolled her eyes, "at least a beer?" She queried.

Sky huffed. He was doing almost bad as Luella, and if he wasn't going to drink at a party she didn't know why else he came. He had been doing worse than the starting week when they had arrived at Alfea. "I'll see you around, Lue," he said, wandering off.

"Sky's no fun when it comes to having real fun," Riven stated. "Remind me why your friends with him?"

"I could ask you the same, he's your best friend," Luella retaliated, eyeing his flask. "Vape, now a flask? What else do I need to steal from you?" Luella questioned.

"If that's your way of asking for some you could have just said so," Riven expressed.

Luella surveyed the party for her friends but instead caught her guard on a bear pong table, "it's not. I'm under Sky's orders, for now," she said, walking beyond him and to the table filled with another duo. "Beer pong?" She questioned the two girls standing next to the table, who Lue distinguished to be friendly and competitive.

She looked at Riven and grinned, signalling for him to come over. She was ready to get head-over-heels drunk.

-

It had been an hour and forty-five minutes. Luella had drunk quite too many cups of beer after playing with Riven, and together they won a fair amount of games. It was safe to say that Luella was now drunk, not full overloaded tipsy, but enough to know that she didn't think about the words coming out of her mouth.

Luella squinted her eyes, aiming at the last cup on the table as Riven watched intensively in adrenaline. She let go, bouncing the ping pong ball. To her hopes, the plastic ball splashed inside the cup, letting her cheer in laughter.

"How the fuck did you get good at this?" Riven exclaimed.

Luella leaned on the table, taking a cup from their side of the table. "I have no idea," she replied, dragging the word 'no' out.

She looked at him in the eyes as she took a sip but that only compelled Riven to slowly grip the cup away from her - even he knew what too much was.

"What a party pooper," she muttered, exaggerating an eye roll.

"Sky," Riven called out to the boy who was approaching, Bloom behind him. "This one is the one to beat," he said, gesturing to Luella as the other players of their match left in defeat.

"Hey redhead," Lue welcomed.

Bloom smiled, "don't call me that again," she said playfully which made Luella pout.