The Bac, The Benj, and the Merome

Truth Or Dare

A/N: ANGEL YOU'RE SLOW ITS BEEN A MONTH PEOPLE RELY ON US HERE

I LOVE YOU TO DEATH BUT JESUS

Mitch's POV

"Let's go out! It's Christmas Eve! There's bars and alcohol disguised as eggnog!" I said cheerfully. "Bad things will happen Mitch, remember the last time you drank alcohol?" Jerome groaned. "Yeah, I made out with you. Look where that went." He rolled his eyes. "But you weren't drunk." "Technicalities." I shot back. "Shut up. Let's stay here. Mitch, you can get drunk in the safety of this cabin." Jordan said sensibly. "Yeah, but where's the fun in getting drunk if everyone around you is sober?" I asked, pouting. Try raised his hand. "I'll get drunk with you." He said, shrugging. Preston did also. "I would like to get drunk." Ryan turned toward Preston and depended. "You're underage." He said. "You guys don't know that if you're drunk." "FINE WE CAN ALL GET DRUNK." Jerome said loudly, slamming a fist on the coffee table and laughing.

The fire crackled as I held my alcohol disguised as eggnog. My fourth or fifth, enough for me to lose common sense. "Let's play truth or daaaaare." Jerome said. Jordan, completely sober, shook his head. "That's not very wise." He said sombrely. "I'm drunk. Everything is wise." Jerome replied. I frowned. "Yeah, we should. Ryan you go first." I said, grinning at him. He shrugged. "Truth or dare Jerome?" "Daaaaare." He replied, smiling. "I dare you to lick the floor." Ryan told him. Jerome groaned and did so. "Preston next!" I said cheerfully. "Ryan, truth or dare?" He asked. Ryan shrugged. "Gimme a dare." He said. "Okay. I dare you to kiss Mitch." Jerome sat up straighter and frowned, scooting closer to me.

"Now, I'm pretty drunk. I know that. And I know you are too. But I don't think that's a good idea." Jerome said, his eyebrows pushing together. "It's the gaaaame!" Preston said. I shrugged. "Jerome, it doesn't mean anything. No one is going to remember it anyway." Jerome nodded once but still looks uncomfortable as Ryan walked over to me. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to my lips. I resisted the urge to throw up and wiped my mouth with my hand when he turned to walk back. Jerome saw this and a smug expression crossed his face. "Okay, this has gone way too far. Maybe we should call it good tonight." Jordan said awkwardly. Everyone groaned in protest but Jordan shook his head. "Tomorrow's Christmas?"

A/N: I know it's angel's turn but idc if she has writers block or not we haven't posted in ten years

/disappointed because I missed the 666th vote mark