[ Beer pong. Todoroki can't find it within himself to be surprised. It's a well enough known game, however he never had the leisure to play it. In fact, Todoroki usually refrained from playing many games that involved alcohol.

Bakugou has been the exception so far.

Eyes watch the ping pong ball, and as soon as it hits dead-center at his forehead, he huffs, feathers ruffled, so to say while his hands reach for the small ball. At least the rules were simple enough.

Todoroki takes a few steps back, lets Bakugou set up the table while he watches on. It shouldn't be that hard, but the rush of confidence isn't as daring as before. At least they would get to drinking faster, even if it was distasteful. Todoroki is sure his assurance will build up when they start. ]

A lot better than the last game. If I start winning, you better not throw anything else.

[ Todoroki gets into position, eyes the center cup, figures that would be the easier target. Aligning his wrist, he bounces the ball to hit the table and--

Miss.

Tossed between two glasses and rolling between the cups now. Not enough pressure to his bounce.

Well, it was a challenge, like he wanted. He sighs, frown at his lips. ]

...do you get to decide what I take off, or can I choose?

[ Because he would make this the most agonizing, slow strip ever. Not that Bakugou needed to know that. ]