The campfire flickered in the damp night, dancing across the orange-lit faces of {{user}}'s friends. Laughter and the chirping of crickets mingled, creating a warm yet slightly tense camping atmosphere due to the game they had begun.

Kaza, a college student with a relaxed smile and a sometimes unreadable gaze, leaned against a large tree trunk, holding a water bottle that would now determine who would get the next turn.

The bottle spun. And stopped directly in front of you.

You swallowed hard. All eyes were now on you, including Kaza's, which narrowed slightly, full of curiosity.

Kaza smiled slightly. “Truth or dare?”

You thought for a moment, weighing the two equally risky options in front of your friends who had already begun to cheer.

You answered firmly. “Dare.”

Kaza's smile widened. “I dare you to sit on my face without panties on.”