"I'm not doing it, I can skip this" Dan argued, not wanting to look stupid in front of the hotel. Sober.
"You've skipped three times already and Ralph is coming soon so you should hurry" Kyle said, holding a small bundle of cards with dares on them. "Why can't we do truth?"
"That's tomorrow" Kyle shuffled the cards while Dan left before picking his phone up and recording him from inside.
"Help! I've lost my voice! Please help me find it!" He yelled at the half empty parking lot. A family stared blankly at him, the mother walked on to him. "Do you need a ride to the mental asylum?" She asked politely, Kyle laughed quietly.
"I'll help you, you weird man!" The young daughter yelled before she started looking for his voice. "Son, you better come with us to the mental asylum" Dan then took off running back to their apartment in fear of going to a mental asylum.
