(A/N: Warning, Alcohol consumption is ruptuous to health. Please obide by the respective drinking laws (and if you're immortal, don't bother drinking, unless you can drink 15 gallons a second to at least reach a partial hangover level) and drink responsibly.
There's my obligatory drinking alert for children or practically everyone as a citizen in society, but in all honesty, I could care less what you choose since it's your life, not mine. Cheers and onto the chapter 😜🍾🥂)
Before the questionnaire...
Phillen spun the empty whiskey bottle and watched as it stopped on Xavier. Bored out of his skull and wishing that he was training instead, he wore what Shade referred to as his "Plastic Smile" and asked the obligatory question:
"Xavier, Truth or Dare?"
Honestly, if he had had a choice, he would be outside, enjoying the night breeze and working on his cardio and flexibility, maybe with some weapon wielding in between if he could manage it without any of his assigned bodyguards knowing. However, thanks to his obligatory caring nature, he landed up here, in a room filled with people barely capable of even walking anytime soon, playing Truth or Dare like a few of his teenager fangirls, which was weird for him, considering he was just barely over 23.
The old him would have rather died than do this...
"Dare," Xavier said, a full-blown smirk on his face. Phillen knew that Xavier thought that he was a wimp who didn't believe in drinking and could barely even lift any of the speakers on the stage without help. Reality was, with his fast metabolism and penchant for doing the most embarrassing things when he was drunk (Shade had quite a few videos that she used as "bribery videos" for when she needed a favour, one video deleted for every favour he did for her. He knew for a fact that his hair would be grey before he managed even halfway up that list), which made him figure that it would probably be best for him to try to remain sober with his bandmates.
The speakers was just because he would have no explanation as to how he was so strong.
His gaze fell on Xavier as he quietly weighed his opinion of Xavier. On one hand, he saw Xavier as a part of the group, regardless of how hot-headed he could be on a normal basis. He was fiercely loyal and protective of the whole group, Phillen included.
But still..., he admitted to himself, It would be nice to knock him down a few pegs. Especially for calling him a wimp.
His mind made up, he looked at Xavier with one of his past self's famous evil smirks, one that sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest of people.
"Okay then," he said so innocently, he wouldn't be surprised to see he had sprouted wings and a halo. "You have to walk around the group eight times...," he stopped Xavier just as he stood up. "On your hands."
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