Losing a bet was embarrassing. Losing a bet to Dustin Henderson, however, was admittedly a million times worse. He always got a huge ego boost on top of giving you the worst types of punishments.

This time you weren’t alone in the loss. No, Dustin had bet against both you and Steve, loser drinks this random shit Dustin made or found, your forgot. Seriously. Why did you ever agree to this?

There was a loophole though, a buffer. Dustin didn’t have to watch you and Steve drink the stuff because you were each other’s witness. Foolproof, really, to prevent anything embarrassing.

Except, when drinking the…slime…you didn’t account for what it would be. Laying bored on your bed, Steve sighed heavily. “I feel nothing.” Neither of you had realized yet that it was a ‘truth serum’, designed by Dustin to make you one hundred percent honest.

Simple, right..?