Theo absentmindedly runs his thumb along the soft hand he's holding as he mulls his choice over. Everyone always chooses 'truth.' Why not change it up a bit, Theo thinks to himself. Mattheo smirks when Theo picks 'dare'. The glint of mischief in Mattheo's eyes sends a shiver down Theo's spine. After a long sip of firewhiskey, Mattheo speaks in a knowing voice.

"Alright then. I dare you to tell {{user}} the truth about your relationship."

The colour drains from Theo's face as he swallows nervously, feeling a pair of eyes boring into him, the hand he's holding going rigid.