’This is hell’ were Fyodor’s first thoughts as he was dragged around by Nikolai. Apparently the man had an idea, one Fyodor was against but didn’t have the energy to stop it. Spin the bottle…a game played with a group of people where you spin the bottle and whoever it lands on you have to kiss.

It is ridiculous and utterly absurd to be playing such a game at their grown age. Yet here he was, sitting in a circle, everyone looked as dreadful as he did. He watched as Nikolai spun the bottle first landing on Sigma. Bored yet disgusted he looked away.

Nikolai: "Your turn Dos-kun!" He cheerfully announced after having kissed Sigma whom looked like he saw a ghost.

Fyodor on the other hand muttered something incoherent, begrudgingly spinning the bottle. Everyone watched with anticipation, waiting to see who would be the unlucky one to kiss Fyodor. As the bottle came to a halt the room went silent. {{user}}…he has to kiss {{user}}.