I blinked my eyes open and felt the immediate pang of a hangover. I turned my head and saw the glowing red numbers of the clock obnoxiously displaying the time to be 9:02 AM. "Shit..." I froze when I shifted in bed and noticed the warm sensation that came from my right. "Blaine...?" I squinted. It was dark in the room because of the thick drapes covering the windows. As I squirmed towards the figure, it groaned and I smiled. That was definitely Blaine... I wrapped my arm around Blaine's bare chest and began to kiss his neck, trying to remember the previous night and why we were naked, though the latter didn't seem to matter much because I found myself in that situation often. "Babe," I got up slowly from the bed, fully aware that I was naked, but not being able to do much about it, and drew the curtains so that at least some light could come through the thin blinds. I turned to Blaine, finally being able to see him, and creased my lips at the scene. "Do you remember anything?" He shook his head and began to scan the room as well. The blanket was mysteriously draped on the closet door and our clothes were, along with a ripped condom wrapper and a lube bottle, scattered on the floor. The most curious object that sat in the room had to be the camcorder that glistened with a mystery substance. "Well, uh," I went over and picked up the camera and cringed, "There's only one way to find out." I went and connected the camcorder to the television and sat by Blaine. The screen was black for a minute then rustling was heard and the image appeared on the screen. I heard Blaine choke on his breath and I think I went a little bit into shock. Puck and Finn's faces grinned on the screen.
They both scrambled at first to get the camera working and then walked into a room. It seemed to look like Rachel and Finn's apartment, which coincidentally was across the hall in the building. Puck, Quinn, Finn, Rachel, Tina, and Mike lounged around in the living room, laughing and chatting to one another. Puck scurried Finn away saying, "Go check on them. Quickly. Go distract them or something." Finn zoomed towards the kitchen, which I assumed that Blaine and I were in. Puck turned towards the group, then sat in the circle. I felt chills down my spine when I saw everyone quiet down and smile devilishly.
"Alright," Rachel sat up with a shit-eating grin plastered on her face, "Shall we begin?" Tina shook her head and cut in immediately. "Guys, I'm gonna admit, I think this is hilarious, but...what if something goes wrong?" Mike put his arm around her, who visually began to relax, and began to speak. "It'll be alright, Tina. We ALL know what happens tomorrow, anyway." I shifted my eyes to Blaine, whose eyes were glued to the screen. Finn came back in smiling and giving two thumbs up to Puck, who nods.
I blinked rapidly, seeing myself and Blaine walk into the living room. It seems Puck hid the camera somewhere quickly, because the camera steadied out and he appeared on screen. He boisterously laughed and pat Blaine roughly on the back. "Dude, time for some pre-birthday shots!" Everyone cheered and encouraged Blaine on, who obviously looked uncomfortable at the idea. "This is a fabulous idea!" My faced drained colour as soon as I heard the familiar voice. I saw myself clap my hands and bouncing excitedly.

It wasn't too long when we all sat in the circle, jeering loudly as Blaine took two shots back to back, and then belched loudly. I raised my eyebrow and turned to Blaine, who turned bright pink. It looked like I agreed to drink the previous night, judging from the still-stinging headache and how happy I was in the video. My turn to do something apparently came up because Finn chortled and called, "Kurt! Brother-dude! You should totally...uh..." Finn trailed off and Quinn shook her head and piped up. "Finn, you're an idiot. I've got an idea, though. You should play a game with your hobbit," she smirked and turns to Blaine, who was swaying off-beat to the background song. "How about playing a game that involves getting your oompa-loompa sitting in his briefs?" I saw myself hesitate for a second. "Here's the only rule, though. You can't use your hands." I felt my throat become very dry suddenly.