Quick A/N:
Content Warning: This chapter contains depictions of vomiting, so may be unsuitable for some.
Also, before I begin, as you've all probably noticed this story is quite slow-paced, that's because I want to build up (Y/N)'s relationship with each of the characters as much as possible, and so although there might be random romantic moments, it won't lead to a fully fleshed out relationship between any characters for a long time.
Also, I apologise for my clear bias towards Kenny, Butters and Craig. The other characters will have a bigger role soon, I promise, lol
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Walking back into the chaotic party, (Y/N) scanned the room in an effort to find Bebe. She spotted her long, blonde curls, now a slightly matted blur, sat on the sofas at the far end of the living room. Attempting to squeeze her way through the crowd, the (H/C) girl eventually made it over to her friend. Bebe, Clyde, Tweek, Tolkien, Nichole and Stan were sat and stood in a small huddle on and around the sofas, playing a game of Truth or Dare, with the added twist of being forced to chug 'Bebe's special brew'; a tall red cup filled to the brim with some innocuous brown liquid, bound to make anyone throw up after drinking it, or at least have a deadly hangover the next day.
"(Y/N)! Where've you been!" Bebe yelled, slurring her words and shooing Clyde off the sofa so that (Y/N) could sit between her and Nichole.
"Oh... haha, I've just been outside. Hey I need to-" (Y/N) was cut short, as Bebe took a long, hearty sip from her drink.
"Nichole, truth or dare?" Bebe questioned, leaning over the (H/C) girl to prod Nichole.
"Um, dare?" Nichole replied, anxious to see what Bebe, now even more unfiltered than before, would ask her to do.
"Hmmm, I dare you to read out the last sexual text you sent to Tolkien."
Nichole grimaced. She looked at Tolkien, who looked equally as embarrassed. She then looked at the large cup full of the mysterious alcoholic concoction. Weighing out the pros and cons of either embarrassment or death, she decided to take the former, and pulled out her phone, cringing, and started to read:
"Hey babe, you know how you said you were interested in that teacher-student stuff? Well guess what, I bought some new glasses to try out and-"
Tolkien, holding his face in embarrassment, snatched the phone out of Nichole's hands before turning it off and handing it back to her.
"S-Sorry, babe - I think we heard enough of that right guys, she did the dare." Tolkien stated, unamused by the howls of laughter coming from the group.
"Wait, Tolkien, you wanted to be the student?" Clyde asked, holding his stomach whilst tears streamed down his face as he guffawed.
"Hey, look, enough about me. Baby, you go." Tolkien huffed, ready to move on from the situation.
"Ok, (Y/N), truth or dare?" She asked, looking over to her friend.
(Y/N) thought for a second. She did have something to hide - well, not necessarily hide, but she certainly didn't want to immediately announce to the group that she had just been making out with Butters outside. Of course, Nichole might not ask her anything that could lead to her having to bring it up, but she didn't want to take that risk. So, to make sure things couldn't possibly lead to that happening, she picked dare.
"Ooh, ok. I dare you to... pick someone at this party and go and kiss them!" Nichole said, a mischievous grin creeping upon her face.
Oh fuck.
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