It was just a boring party, and it became even more lame when they pulled out spin the bottle. What we’re they, middle schoolers? Reluctantly, she sat in the circle.

When it came to her turn to spin, she dreaded who it would land on. To her horror, it was you. It wasn’t that she didn’t like you, she did, a bit too much. Her heart fluttered as she looked at you.

The circle had begun chanting for you kiss, and you slowly moved closer to her, for the love of hades.