"What?"
Tim snorted. "Thank fucking everyone you're cute"
Darren huffed, "So? Explain" he demanded.
"Cutie I fucking explained the goddamn game to you three times already" Tim pouted as he leaned on the foot of the couch.
"Explain" Darren rolled his eyes and waited for Tim to explain the game again because his mind cannot seem to process the game Tim had just said.
"It's just a simple game of spin the bottle" Tim explained. Darren sighed and rolled his eyes. "Boring"
"Y'know when you said we're having a game night, I was expecting those video games and those tacky board games" Tim laughed at Darren's statement.
Tim proceeded to lean his left elbow on the table as he reached Darren and gently poked him on the nose with the other hand. "This will be fucking fun. And besides we can get to know each other"
Darren blinked and raised an eyebrow, "That's nice to hear from a stranger who's been living under my roof for weeks and now decided to get to know each other"
Tim ignored Darren's sarcasm and just smiled idiotically as he waited for Darren's agreement to the proposed game. "What happens if the bottle stops at me?"
At the question, Tim's smile widened and became as broad as his chest. Bad simile but you get Darren's point right?
"Simple. Just the usual choices truth or dare"
Darren tilted his head in confusion as he looked around. "Dare? Here? In this living room?"
Tim nodded. "Of course. There'er plenty of dares I could think off"
When Darren saw Tim's ugly predatory smirk, he shook his head.
"Nope. I'm out."
Tim's smile was immediately replaced by a frown. "What? Why? Come on! It's not like I'm daring you to fucking give me one hell of a lap dance"
Darren huffed in disbelief and immediately reached out and smacked him on his arm. "What the hell is going on inside your perverted mind huh?! Lap dance?! In your dreams William! Never!"
"Well it's all hella fun and games" Tim answered nonchalantly and stared straight on Darren's eyes. "Are you scared that's why you're backing out?"
Darren was sure there was mockery in his voice, challenging him and implicitly implying that he may be a coward which completely contradicts Darren. Of course he's not a coward! Why would he be a coward?!
He didn't stab one of his classmates with pencil in second grade, put a bubblegum in one of his annoying female friend's head and kicked a co-bully on his shin for stealing his target on fourth grade, argued with a teacher on fifth grade, had slaves and of course led the biggest rebellion in sixth grade to be called a coward now!
He will not accept such accusations! This is completely unacceptable!
"I am not a coward you moron! Fine! Let's spin the bottle!" Darren announced and gave Tim the fiercest glare he could muster and proceeded to spin the bottle for his bravery's sake!
He furrowed his eyebrows while watching the bottle and continuously chanting in his mind that the bottle should stop at Tim's direction. He's had the dare in his mind already.
All seemed to stop when the bottle pointed at him! At him! The betrayal and disrespect is very real in their place!
"The bottle is wrong. It should point at you! You cheater!" Darren complained and crossed his arms to show he's throwing a tantrum.
He knew he should rule this game! He knew he will own it!
"Cutie, the bottle never lies. So, truth or dare?"
Darren continued to frown and sulk in his spot. He was ready to make Tim his slave forever! But why must this stupid bottle crash that dream?! This game is a joke!
"Cutie? Come on. I've got plenty of fucking pretty ideas" Tim is smirking now. He's smirking which means he's toying with him!
"Shut up William" Darren said but it seemed that calling him with his surname had no effect now since he's obviously having a good time on this game.
"Truth or dare?" Tim asked again.
Darren sighed and decided to be mature for once so he spoke.
"Truth" he then stick his tongue out and made a face to taunt him because he will never pick dare. He will not give him the satisfaction of getting a lap dance.
Tim smiled and chuckled, "Alright. Do you want to give me a lap dance?"
Darren stared in horror, "What?! No! Of course not!"
Tim laughed and nodded. "Alright"
He spun the bottle and Darren clapped in glee when it stopped at him! Finally, success is his! Woooo!
Smiling at him, "So you're gonna be my slave forever"
Tim laughed aloud. "Cutie I think you forgot my choices because I was gonna pick truth"
Darren scowled. "Dream crasher"
Tim chuckled again and shrugged.
"Fine. Why are you so horny?"
Darren blinked for getting startled at Tim's laugh. It echoed through the corners of the living room and pretty sure resonated throughout the city.
"Damn! Cutie, what the hell? I didn't expect you to be so frank! And me? I'm fucking horny? No!" Tim answered after calming down.
"Fine. No need to get so defensive." Darren rolled his eyes and took the bottle.
The bottle stopped at Tim again and Darren smirked lightly. "Truth or dare? Let me suggest for the betterment of this country, you should pick dare"
Tim smiled and shrugged. "Alright. Dare"
Darren shouted in joy and punched the air. "Good choice! You're my slave forever"
Tim laughed again, "So you're fucking fine with me getting stuck forever in here with you?"
Darren thought for a second because yes, he had a point, "Fine. Five months"
"That's alright but you're also fine with me sticking with you for that long because I will be extremely annoying"
"A month then"
"I will be definitely be flirting with you and yodeling in early hours"
Darren glowered. He wouldn't sign up of that. "A week!"
Tim grinned and tilted his head, amused at the situation. "Good negotiation. Agreed."