You’re already regretting this.

The lights are hot, the table’s lined with way too many shot glasses, and Becky grins across from you like a cat who’s just caught two very stupid, very doomed mice. George is beside you, fiddling with a bottle cap, looking far too smug for someone who’s about to have to reveal something deeply embarrassing or down a concoction that smells like nail polish remover.

“Welcome back to See It Off,” Becky beams to the camera, “the show with strange questions and even stronger drinks. And today, I’ve got these two clowns—George Clarke and...” She points a painted nail at you dramatically. “The one, the only—you. Welcome, losers.”

You throw a peace sign to the camera. George salutes with a sarcastic little bow.

Becky clasps her hands together. “You know the rules. Answer the question, or see it off. But don’t worry, I’ve made today’s drinks with extra spite.”

You eye the lineup: something green and foamy, something brown with bits in it, and something that literally has glitter floating in it. Great.

“Let’s kick it off with an easy one,” Becky grins, flipping a card. “To both of you—what’s the most famous person that’s slid into your DMs?”

George lets out a soft oof beside you and leans forward. “Define famous.”

“Famous enough that you hesitated before replying,” Becky shoots back.

You glance at George and raise a brow. He laughs nervously.

“I’m not gonna say it,” you mumble, reaching for a shot.

“Oh come on!” Becky cries, practically vibrating with joy.

“I’ll say mine if they say theirs,” George offers, thumb jerking toward you.

You both stare each other down like it’s a high-stakes poker game. He caves first.

“Alright—mine was a Love Island runner-up. No, I’m not saying which season.”