"Touch and what now?" Mara blinked.
"It's a game," Serra said, already scrambling to the center. "One person gets to call the shots! The rest of us are all blindfolded and spin around, and then we have to feel around and find a specific object that is being called out. No peeking. No help. Just… fumbling through chaos.The one who is not blindfolded keeps an eye. Whoever finds the object first,gets to call the shots next.Are we clear on the rules, ladies?"
"Oh Moon," Niva groaned, massaging her temple. "We are really doing this."
"Yes!" Mara cheered. "What could possibly go wrong?"
"Everything," Lyla muttered, finally sipping from her untouched wine and crossing her legs elegantly. " Everyone is literally drunk. But… who cares! "
But Autumn couldn't help it…she was smiling too. Just a little.The game sounded exciting.
"Alright!" Serra declared, tying the scarf around her own eyes. "Who is going to volunteer first? And please call out something ridiculous."
