The Hungover Games -

“Fine. You both win. But you have to watch a recap of everything you said last night on video.”

“Your challenge,” the voice continued, “is simple. Survive. Avoid eye contact. Do not under any circumstances say ‘I’ll be fine.’ And whatever you do—do not sneeze.” The Hungover Games

He opened one eye. Then the other. He was in a large, circular arena, surrounded by fifty other people in various states of dishevelment. A woman next to him was still wearing a sequined tube top from the night before, her face half-smudged with glitter. A man clutched a half-empty bottle of tequila like a teddy bear. “Fine

The rules were clear now.

The arena went silent. The voice overhead paused, then sighed like a disappointed game show host. Survive

“Welcome,” boomed a voice from overhead, “to the Hungover Games.”

In the final showdown, it came down to him and the woman in the sequined tube top. They stood ten feet apart, swaying slightly.