Charli tuts and gives my arm a little “wake up, dumbass!” slap.
“Who do you think you want to live with? Who are we gonna ask to share the house with us?”
“Oh, that. I don’t know. It’s a little too early to tell, don’t you think?”
Nix. Let me live with Nix! Damn, the things I could do with that girl.
No, bad idea! You don’t want to move in with a girl like that. What if it turns to shit? It wouldn’t work. Keep her out of this.
“Well…” Charli tips her head, nibbling on her thumbnail before saying, “I’m wondering about Ben. He’s good at cleaning up after everybody. Have you noticed that?”
I shrug again, because I’ve been kind of distracted ever since Nix got into my car.
“Seriously, stop being so useless.” Charli frowns at me.
“Hey.” I frown right back.
“You need to stop flirting with my friend and focus.” Slicing her hand through the air, she slaps the side into her palm. “We’ve only got the weekend to test these guys out, and we’ve wasted the whole first day already.”
“We still have the evening and night to go. I’ll try to make a better effort to watch and analyze, okay?”
She shakes her head. “We need to test them out.”
“Yeah, how are we planning on doing that again?”
“I researched some ideas.” She pulls her phone from her back pocket and rattles off a list, and I stop her after only a few terrible suggestions.
“Okay, we’re not treating them like infants or marines. Those ideas are stupid. We need to be subtle about this. We can’t have them know what we’re trying to do.”
“Hence the reason I pulled you aside to chat.” Charli flicks her arms wide.
“And made it pretty fucking obvious to everyone that we’re up to something.”
Charli whips a look at the office door and then huffs. “Shit, I totally did. But I wanted to check in with you. I don’t want to waste this weekend.”
“We won’t.” I squeeze her shoulders and give her a light shake until she’s rocking back and forth and laughing at me.
“So, what are we gonna do tonight, then? How do we make this time count?”
I stop swaying her to have a think, and my lips are soon rising into a smirk. “A drinking game.”
“What?”
“The best way to get to know someone is to fill them with alcohol so their guard is down. Then you can ask them anything, and they’ll probably tell you the truth.”
Charli’s face lights with glee. “I love it!”
“We just need to pick the best one.” Scratching my chin, I run through a bunch of my favorites and pause, then look at my sister.
At the same time, we start to smile and then say in unison, “Never Have I Ever.”
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MAC
Shit,a drinking game.
Anygame.
