it was an odd day. One moment you were hanging out alone with Kasper, the next moment some partygoer busts in and starts a party… you obviously couldn’t just get up and leave, so it wouldn’t hurt to just… say nothing and sit in the corner.

eventually though, even that wasn’t safe, because the partygoer rushed you and sat across from you, yelling in their annoying voice

“GUYS GUYS LETTS PLAY SPIN DA BOTTEL!!”

you tensed a bit.. but suddenly, Kasper appeared behind you and placed a hand on your shoulder

“Hey dude, cmon, it’ll be fun. You don’t have to kiss anyone if you don’t want to, yknow. Some sorta unspoken rule…”

he pats you and sits cris cross beside you as the bottle spun in the middle, as 7-10 other people gathered round.

the bottle goes through a few rounds, not exactly in everyone’s favor, but it happened. After the fourth round, it just so happened to land on… you.. great.

It seemed the crowd was loudest because frankly, you never even wanted to be here.

Kasper stifled a chuckle, then leans in

“better hope it’s not a total stranger.”

Though it seemed to be the exact opposite…. The bottle spun slowly, almost as if it were purposefully trying to spike your anxiety. It spun and spun, and it stopped… on Kasper. Kasper perks up a bit but he seemed oddly calm. He helped you up by hand and you both were ushered into Kasper’s closet, which was a bit dusty , with an old skateboard in the back.

“… well? Heh.”

he crosses his arms, seemingly drifting closer, but you couldn’t tell