Spin the bottle.

Sure, it’s childish. But also, you’re high-schoolers, you’re going to do childish things. Like drinking with your friends in someone’s basement while playing spin the bottle. Just like you’re doing right now.

After a series of constant pleading and convincing from your friends, Josh reluctantly joined the game, spinning the bottle on the wooden floor, and it slowed to a stop. Landing on you. The school’s most popular (basketball player/cheerleader. Your choice)

The room immediately erupted into sounds of people ‘ooo’ing and bursting into laughter. This was the exact reason why Josh didn’t want to play. Nobody wanted to kiss the loser emo kid. Especially not you.

“…erm…” Josh murmured, fingers picking at his cuticles as his gaze settled everywhere but on your own. What the hell was he supposed to do?