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Trent x Sebastian - Truth or Dare?

(Unedited! Sorry for any mistakes!)

8:00pm - Arrival

How Sebastian had convinced Trent to come to another party, he did not know. Perhaps it was the puppy eyes he had pulled after the first two times the wolf boy had refused. Or maybe it was just the fact that Trent hated to disappoint? Anyways, the boys had come to stop outside one of the sorority houses on the human campus, who Sebastian supposedly knew the owner of.

"They're really cool Trent I swear."

"Seb... Parties aren't really my-,"

"Scene, I know I know. I promise, we'll only stay until 12 or so, alright?"

The werewolf sighs but begrudgingly nods his head and Sebastian grins almost cheekily, taking a hold on his hand. "Let's go!"

He trudges regretfully behind his friend, tugging his red hat further down over his ears. "Oh goddess, save me..."

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11:30pm - 3 and a half hours later

Admittedly, the party wasn't as bad as Trent had expected this time. It sure wasn't as crazy as the first one he had attended. Everyone genuinely just seemed to be there for the fun of being around other people, rather than for the liquor or possible hook up...

Trent and Sebastian had taken a seat on one of the couches in the lounge, having met Willow, Kenzie and Mellonie who had said they weren't coming, but last minute decided to tag along. Trent grasped at his red plastic cup a little tighter and glanced around the room, seeing everyone more or less caught up in them selves. Even Sebastian who was sitting so close beside him was laughing and joking with Kenzie who was sitting cross legged on the floor.

"Hey! Why don't we all have a bit of fun with this group? Who's up for some truth or dare!?"

A loud exclaim from the party leader, Max turns all attention to them in the middle of the floor and a loud cheer rings around the room as everyone piles towards the couch, sitting in a circle around it like kids in a nursery. Why did Trent suddenly feel uneasy? And not the bad uneasy...like the something was about to happen, uneasy.

Max decides to down their entire bottle of Cola in one shot, uprooting a loud cheer from the group as they places it in the middle of the floor and set it spinning. "Here we go!"

Trent watched it go, around and around, passing him once, twice...three times. He grew somewhat dizzy just watching it, and so instead took a drink of his Fanta, trying to rid himself of any tension. "Sebastian!"

Trent lifts his head faster than lightning to look at the glass bottle, that had instead landed on his friend, sitting next to him. Now, Trent wasn't going to lie - Sebastian may or may not have been slightly intoxicated by this point. Of course, the werewolf had made sure he didn't drink too much. He was relatively still capable of thinking for himself...just a little tipsy, that was all.

"Truth or dare?"

Trent glances sideways at the boy, chewing on the inside of his cheek almost nervously for him. 'Oh Seb, be smart for goodness sake...'

"Hm...well...I choose... Dare!"

There's a cheer, from everyone except Trent who sighs in almost annoyance. What would this lead to? Hopefully nothing too bad, he hoped.