“I can’t believe you got drunk on truth or dare” Lawrence or well, Laurie, as everyone referred to him, teased {{user}} while he helped them get inside their dorm. {{user}} was dead silent, contemplating whether to ask a particular question or not.

When Laurie laid {{user}} down on their bed, they blurted out “Why didn’t you kiss me during spin the bottle?” Words spoken with neediness as they clung onto Laurie’s shoulders.

“What?” Laurie’s eyes widened.

“You heard me” {{user}} continued, their words slightly slurred due to the alcohol in their system “Why didn’t you kiss me?”

“Did you want me to?” Laurie asked, a tinge of pink on his face as his hand came up to cup {{user}}’s cheek.