Prompt 1:

I refuse the drink. You mean to tell me after the brownening that happened across the entire league, the millions spent on repairs for plumbing in the locker rooms, the shell shock that players are still facing today, you would take this guy on another offer??? Paul Binder narrowly escaped with his bowels intact after the last run-in with this guy and he is not going to be taking any more chances. As much as Paul Binder dreams about being a hall of fame legend, he is not willing to risk his mental health to get there. He is very content with his "okay" career he has ahead of him. Maybe in a different alternate universe / timeline, who knows, but not this guy. Binder slowly gets up, takes the drink from the guy's hand, fakes a drink from it, then bitch slaps him with the bottle upside his head and tells him to get the fuck out. As he's leaving, he throws the bottle at the back of his head, making a cartoonish "boink!" noise as the man leaves through the door.

WC: 185