POV: You show up at a house party you clearly don’t belong at. Everyone around you is clearly superior, they’re better looking, cooler, smarter... you’re the weak link. Events of the night unfold & the group decides to play seven minutes in heaven, and you invite yourself to come and play with us. All the girls take turns spinning a bottle in the middle of the circle of people, anxious to see who they were going to be dry humping in the closet. The hottest girl at the party spins the bottle and for some reason, it lands on you. You practically run to the closet, I mean, can I blame you? you think you’re about to make out with Me. Little do you know, I’m about to ruin your expectations and show you what seven minutes in heaven is really like for beta bitches.