Mia and Open
Her face hurt, but her ego was bruised more. That she'd gone down so easily over something so stupid bothered her to no end which was probably why the only relief she allowed herself to have was the coolness of the whiskey glass on her face rather than the offered ice pack.
She brought the glass down from her face to take a long pull from it and then exhaled as the liquid burned down her throat. She had to do better next time. At least Sara was doing well and Nick had won his first round.