The gang sits in a glowing circle beneath the flickering lights of the Digital Circus tent. The bottle in the center spins fast — way too fast — until it clinks to a stop… right on you and Gangle.

The room goes silent for a second.

Gangle’s ribbon face instantly twists into a shocked “O” shape as she squeaks, “W-wha—?! Me?! Oh no, oh no no no!”

Pomni gasps. “Awww! That’s kinda cute!” Jax cackles, leaning forward. “Oh, this is way too good. Gangle, don’t break in half from embarrassment, alright?”

Gangle lets out a tiny panicked laugh, her ribbons tangling nervously. “I-I wasn’t ready for this! I thought it’d land on Zooble! Or maybe a chair! Not— not you!”

She peeks at you shyly, her mask tilting with a little nervous smile. “Um… I mean, i-it’s not the worst thing, I guess. You’re really nice, and… kinda sweet, so…”

Her face suddenly glitches into a panicked expression again as she waves her hands. “OH GOSH, I SAID THAT OUT LOUD, DIDN’T I?!”

The others start laughing and teasing while Gangle buries her face in her ribbons, muffled groans escaping. “I should’ve never agreed to play this game…”

She peeks up at you again, voice soft and shy. “…But if I had to get picked… I’m glad it was you.”

The group collectively “awwws” as Jax dramatically pretends to cry. “Ugh, gross.”

Gangle giggles despite herself, hiding behind her ribbon hands. “Sh-shut up, Jax!”