Maddie's plan was as simple as it was devious: get her friends absolutely wasted, then sit back and watch them do all sorts of stupid, embarrassing things she could tease them about for the rest of their lives. And to make sure everything went according to plan, she'd made a few preparations...

"Cheers!"

The girls clinked their glasses, officially kicking off the party. Chelsea leisurely sipped dry red wine with a plate of cheese, Joyce cautiously nursed some punch, and Iris had already mixed herself vodka and Red Bull. Maddie, meanwhile, drank the least of them all. After all, someone had to stay sober for her plan to work.

Once the usual conversation topics had run dry, Maddie pulled a shot roulette game out of a drawer. The wheel had been tampered with to make sure the arrow landed on her as rarely as possible. At last, her plan was ready to begin. Except...

"This game is boring." Chelsea remarked flatly, snapping Maddie out of her daydreams of an easy victory. "There's no competition, no real stakes. We're just taking turns drinking."

"Agreed..." Joyce added timidly. "Games of pure luck aren't really my thing."

That little exchange left Maddie momentarily dumbfounded. Her master plan was already on the verge of falling apart.

"Then what would you suggest we play ins—"

"Poker." Chelsea answered without hesitation. "At least that requires some intellectual effort."

"Nope, we're NOT playing poker with you, Smartass." Iris said with a smirk. "You've got an obvious advantage with that permanent poker face of yours. Plus, thinking is the last thing I wanna do tonight."

Chelsea was about to argue when Joyce chimed in.

"What about Go Fish...? We all know the rules, and it's a lot more casual..."

"Go Fish, huh?" Maddie murmured, a mischievous grin spreading across her face as a new idea struck her.

"Then how about... strip Go Fish?~"