Winter Slowburn

Nothing Much to Lose

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There were at least a billion screams of excitement and annoyance until they decided to play the most reluctant game; Truth or Dare?

Homework? The fuck's that?

"I'm not playing this shitty game. No way in hell." Keith flung his arms out into an X and shook his head.

"Oh- Come on!! You scared, mullet-boy?" Lance leaned to his left, looking straight into Keith's eyes. Keith furrowed his eyebrows and backed away as Lance leaned in closer, trying to get his introverted friend to play with them.

"They're in love~~~" Pidge sang with Hunk. They laughed at themselves after, which made Lance and Keith separate with flushed cheeks.

"Fine! I give in." Keith grumped in his crossed arms. They all cheered in excitement.

"Okay, so," Hunk turned to Pidge and clasped his hands, making a soft clapping sound. "Pidge, truth or dare?"

"You know what I'm doin'. Dare all the fucking way."

"I dare you..." They all looked at Hunk, impatiently waiting for their answer. "To... Prank call a Dominos and pretend you missed someone's funeral."

"Bet." They pulled their phone out from their pocket and asked for the number. After obtaining it, they executed it exactly how their friends expected it to happen.

"My name is Rolo, thanks for callin' Dominos, yada yada, what're you orderin', punk?" The man on the other end of the line sounded like he got a total of 3 minutes of sleep. It also sounded like he had a few sniffs of coke. Pidge almost cackled when they were about to act out their dare.

Pidge took theatre. Total drama bitch. They sounded almost real that it got to the point where their friends were concerned.

(this bitch basically acted out something from breaking bad idk bro)

".... Uhm, ma'am? I think you have the wrong number." Pidge winced at what Rolo referred them to. Ma'am? Look at this total sack of shit.

"I get it- You're ignoring me because I missed her funeral. I just- I'm sorry, again. Please, forgive me. I don't like me right now either."

"Ma'am.. You have the wrong number.. Ma'am?" Rolo mumbled in his dead voice. Pidge wanted to drop the act and diss him because of what he called them once again.

That's exactly what they did.

"You know what, bitch? I never liked her anyway. I don't like your homophobic ass either. Why'd you call me ma'am when you know damn fucking well that I go by god. Fucking GOD. Absolutely disrespectful, Rolo. I hate your cocaine-snorting ass and your fucking dead-ass girlfriend."

They hung up and wiped the fake tears off of their face. They snorted a little while looking at their friends on the verge of tears before all of them burst into a childish laughter.

"What the fuck, Pidge??" Keith said through small chuckles. Pidge shrugged and calmed their friends down, a chuckle still wiped onto their lips. They did a few more dares with screams and giggles in between, until the highlight of the day was on its way to begin.

"K', Lance... Truth or dare?" Lance whined as Pidge looked over to him.

"Why me?!?" Pidge's lips grew into their usual devious smirk.

"You'll see. So, truth or dare?"

"I dunno... uhhhh..." Pick dare, pick dare, pick dare, pick dare, pick DARE!!!