Ever heard of reverse catfishing?
A drunk night out with her housemates, leads Odessa to get dared to send Liam, the hottest guy on campus a kinky message but he also happens to be the popular playboy who does not know her name.
A month later, he...
After a night out of drinking cheap beer and strong vodka at the fraternity row, America, Jessica and I stumble into our kitchen and raid our fridge for food. We haven't done our monthly grocery shopping yet so the options are limited.
It's a Tuesday but we had to celebrate America passing her history exam since we helped her study all night so she wouldn't flunk the class.
"Truth or dare Vecker?" Jessica falls on the couch with a half empty bag of Cheetos.
She's the wild card of our trio and being a drama major, it's fitting as she has red fiery hair, amber eyes and a thick British accent that makes her sound posh and sometimes Irish.
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I always say she should consider modelling since she has the height and body but her love for the performing arts is too great and her double C's stand in the way.
We met freshman year in E-con class. We got kicked out for being late and decided to go get drunk instead of begging to be let back in.
Later, America who was my roommate at the time joined in when we were getting tacos and the three of us have been together ever since.
"Ouu, I dare you to pick dare." America sucks on an orange popsicle as I roll my eyes.
I guess she's the pretty hippie of the group. She's getting a bachelor's degree to become an HR manager since she's such a good mediator or so she claims.
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She's also an heiress from the upper east side of New York, so she has a platinum blonde bob, green eyes and a large tattoo on her back that proves she might join the peace corps after we graduate.
"Fine, dare." I bite a pickle.
"I dare you to dm the hottest guy on your phone." Jessica laughs as America steals my phone off the coffee table.
"She doesn't have any guys in here, better go online." She unlocks it with a swipe. I should really put in a password.
