As Jackson handed out the beers, Ava's eyes never left his face, her mind racing with suspicions. She took a seat, her hands clenched into fists, as Jackson began to spin the bottle.

The girls cheered and chanted as the bottle spun, their laughter and shouts filling the room. Ava's eyes locked onto the bottle, her heart pounding in her chest.

Finally, the bottle stopped, pointing straight at her. The girls cheered, "Ava! Ava!" as Jackson handed her the beer with a sly smile.

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