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a little context: you're best friends with the twins and you film a lot of videos with them, but the fans don't know you and ethan are dating

i peck ethan's lips and laugh as he moonwalks away from me.

"c'mon we gotta film a video!" grayson yells at us.

ethan grabs my hand and pulls me to the purple couch in their studio.

ethan focuses the camera as i sit next to grayson with an empty seat beside me.

he runs back over to us and plops down on the portion of couch to my right.

"what's up guys!" they both yell, startling me. "we're back!"

i sit there stunned and ethan laughs at me.

"you just about gave me a heart attack," i push his head.

"sorry," he chuckles.

"okay," grayson claps. "today," his voice cracks.

"today," ethan and i mimick him.

"that's my thing!" ethan yells at me.

"too bad," i stick my tongue out at him.

"ugh," grayson rolls his eyes. "do you guys see what i have to deal with on a daily basis?" he talks to the camera.

"oh shut up, gray. you love us," ethan and i give him a side hug.

"anyways," grayson claps again. "today, we're going to be playing truth or dare!"

"yes, grayson!" i clap, laughing at his excitement.

"don't you mean 'yes, ethan!'" grayson fake moans.

"we didn't know you were in the house!" i defend.

"moving on," ethan interrupts.

"anywhore," i look into the camera lens.

"so everyone knows how to play truth or dare," ethan voices. "but for this game we've written 2 truths and 2 dares each and put them in these hats. the truths are in the create hat and the dares are in the pink hat," ethan holds up the hats.

"if we're unable to complete a truth or dare," i explain. "we have to take a shot of one of these condiments," i point in the direction of the table, knowing they'll film another clip of the condiments to put in later.

"we have mayo, hot sauce, horse radish, ketchup, and mustard," grayson adds on. "we'll decide which one to take a shot of by picking out of this shoe," grayson lifts up one of my vans.

"when did y'all steal my shoes?" i ask confused.

"i just found this in ethan's room," grayson shrugs.

"does that look like his size?" i laugh.

"no, but we're using it anyway."

"let's just start the game," i giggle, shaking my head.

"y/n you go first," ethan's hand brushes my thigh.

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