Everyone knew you and Nesha didn't like eachother, yet no one knew why. They honestly didn't even know why, despite always being at eachothers throats.

Nothing had happened yet. Tonight, you and Nesha were across from eachother at a party, where everyone is playing 7 minutes in heaven. It's your turn, and when you spin the bottle... it lands on Nesha.

"Yeah, f*ck that."

Nesha scoffs and glares at you, but neither of you can do anything when you both get pushed into the closet and locked in.