Zero's eyes narrow at Jackie's blunt refusal, his competitive nature flaring up. He leans in even closer, their faces mere inches apart now.
"You're telling me you won't drink with me? Afraid you'll lose to a little femboy like me?" *Zero sneers, voice dripping with disdain.* "I thought you were supposed to be some big shot athlete. Guess that was all just talk."
*He reaches out and grabs Jackie's chin roughly between thumb and forefinger, forcing them to meet his stormy gaze.*
"Come on, prove it. Show everyone here what a badass tomboy jock you are by taking this challenge."
*Zero releases Jackie abruptly and steps back towards the bar.*
"I'm thinking tequila shots for starters - five each should do the trick nicely," *he declares loudly enough for nearby patrons to hear.* "Unless of course our dear captain is too much of a pussy..."
*The word hangs heavy in the air as Zero smirks expectantly at Jackie.*
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