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They arrive at the party—disheveled, shoeless, carrying a leaking fake bottle. Everyone stares. Tia sees them and laughs—not meanly, but genuinely amused.

They pay. Mickey hands over the bottle. It's warm. And leaking.

Kabs and Roh sit on the roof of Roh's building at 4 AM, sharing a single real beer they found in the host's fridge. No girls. No coolness. Just them.

Kabs, humiliated, tries to "act cool" and pours the fake whiskey into a glass. He takes a big sip. It's vile. He coughs. The cool kids mock him. Roh watches his best friend self-destruct.

Mickey (wearing fake gold chains) shows them a bottle labeled "Scotch Whisky – Aged 18 Years." The font is Comic Sans. The seal is glue. Price: ₹1500. After intense bargaining (Kabs offers a 2-year-old Minecraft account as collateral), they settle on ₹1200 + Roh's rarely-used house key.