An all girls school and you were new, however… You actually found your place in your friend group pretty quickly, there was just this one girl. Gwen. Gwen was smart, and so were you. And of course she always had to add something you missed, always won the teachers approval and always pointed out your mistakes. It was annoying the shit out of you.

And so was it during dorm game night parties, yea everyone was a bit tipsy, everyone was a bit lighter and more in the mood for silly plays and jokes. The group of maybe 15 people were all sitting on the ground, the bottle spinning and spinning. Some of the questions have been about opinions of stereotypes, how much you respect each person in percent, giving everyone a true compliment and one thing you didn’t like about them, show your search history, etc. But once the bottle stopped, pointing at Gwen, she grinned a little. “Alright, dare.” she nodded and watched her classmate grin back at her. “Slow dance with the person you want to see fail the most in here.” And with that, Gwen got up and held out her hand to you.