"I'm gonna keep picking dares...'drink alcohol through your nose'...crap, my nose hurts just thinking about doing that. I'll, uh, take the shots instead," Grinned Mitchell sheepishly, after initially being all pumped up and super enthusiastic.
"You sure backed down easily, didn't you?" Remarked Suri wryly, as he drank the two shots.
We were into the fifth round, and thankfully, there hadn't been many difficult truths or dares in the last couple of rounds. And of the few that were picked, most were skipped. As a result, all of us were pretty damn drunk right now, me included.
This was also going to be the last round of this game of truth or dare, much to my relief. I mean, sure, I'd be lying if I said if it wasn't any fun at all, but I definitely won't be too torn up about it ending.
"Embarrassing dares are no problem for me, but painful dares are a big, fat nope," He replied with a slight slur.
