"Let's play spin the bottle." She said, smiling softly. However, it seemed pretty clear that she had a different idea when she said "spin the bottle." Taking a final sip from her soda, she swirled the remaining syrup st the bottom and non chalantly dropped you inside. You were soaked in lukewarm cola, and immediately claustrophobic. Her face was distorted by the plastic, as was everything else. Before you could make heads or tails of the situation, she laid the bottle down on the table, sending you sloshing through the puddle of sticky soda. Then, with seemingly no warning, she spun the bottle furiously. You were slammed against the inside of the bottle, inertia holding you fast. You could feel your stomach climbing into your throat, your eyes were bugging out of your head. As the bottle slowed, you fell, unable to stand. Your equilibrium was thrown off and you couldn't even react when she decided to spin again. She continued to spin the bottle for upwards of 10 minutes until finally she dumped you onto the table with a small of the bottle. You're nose was bleeding, your ears were ringing and you couldn't see straight. You could only lie on your back as she stared at you like a child stares at a gold fish. She placed a glass over top of you and left the room.
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