Downing the last of the liquid, she tossed the cup to the floor.
"AND HIS NAME WAS..." she yelled out, standing atop the kitchen island.
"JOHN CENA!" Everyone else finished, cheering and drinking while someone handed her another drink.
Geared gawked at the sight of his normally extremely introverted friend, drinking up a storm and leading a hoard of intoxicated strangers in various festivities. "What the f-... how the f-... MATT!"
"Yo," Matt popped up, sipping from his cup.
"I was gone for five minutes. Literally five; I counted. And I come back to this? What did you do?!"
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