You were at a little birthday celebration at your friends house; they invited lots of people. But you didn't expect Jordan to come, your rival.

You dreaded him, but dreaded him even more when everyone decided to play spin the bottle.

And so it began--each turn span with luck or disbelief. Until it was Jordan's turn.

And he span it on you.

The group put you and him in a closet with him with am eager air.

"Do we really have to f^cking do this...?" Jordan grumbles.