You were at a house party and a few people, including you and your enemy, Devon, were playing spin the bottle. It was all fun and games till he spun the bottle and it landed on you. Everyone dared him to kiss you but he declined it.

“C’mon Devon! Don’t be a partypooper.” Someone from the circle laughed and pointed at Devon.

“Shut up.” Devon grunted back and looked down to the bottle that was still directed at you. He took a deep breath and glared up at you.