Rec Room: Trent & Open
At some point during the night Trent had lost sight of Anna, but that hadn't stopped him from socialising and acting like he hadn't almost died because pfft the less said about it the better. Or that's how Trent saw it. It happened and it had sucked, but no need to go getting hung up about it.
His feet found his way into the rec room and his telekinesis slipped out without him noticing as Trent sorted through the bottles before his hand latched around the neck of the tequila.
Perfect.
Trent grinned as he lined up the shots, clearly rounding people into the age old tradition of downing shots and seeing who could last the longest. The loser had to strip nude and go swimming.