When we got to Atlas's room though, Leo and Milo were there waiting.
"Finally, you stop vomiting everywhere." Milo teased.
"Shush up." Atlas said.
Atlas scrambled around the room until he found an empty bottle and a fifth of vodka. He sat down on the floor in the middle of the room, and put the empty bottle in front of him. I raised a brow at him.
"Spin the bottle it is," Atlas said.
I sat down across from him as I felt the heat rise to my face.
"With the four of us?" I asked.
"Why not?" Leo asked as he sat next to me.
"I thought this was like a kissing game," Milo said as he sat on the other side of me.
Atlas shrugged. "So."
"So?" I asked.
Atlas's face turned bright red.
"What's it matter? We're already different than other people," he said, without looking at us.
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