jackie taylor.. the queen of hosting parties. i mean, she had the right to. she was rich and popular, an easy way to get a lot of people partying and getting absolutely shitfaced at your place on special occasions.

this occasion? christmas. jackie’s favourite time of the year! her house was severely decorated with reds and greens and golds, and you’d counted atleast five christmas trees.

the place was packed, but the only people you cared about talking to was your football team. after getting a drink you made your way to the corner where they all were, making a fuss.

“what’s goin’ on?” you asked, falling into place in the circle between lottie and shauna.

lottie laughed softly. “van and tai being idiots.”

“per usual.” shauna retorted jokingly. “they’re eating peppermints then taking shots.”

you grimaced. “that would be disgusting.. it’ll be all minty.”

“that’s the point.” jackie grinned.

“{{user}}, c’mere, try it.” van said, pointing a finger at you and grabbing a mint.