russian roulette

Anna had always felt uncomfortable in her own skin, living her own life. It was a feeling that never stopped, not when her parents finally got divorced, not when her brother started going to AA and not when she made non-toxic friends. Then she met him and he smiled, bullshitting endless astronomy facts and six dares later, the feeling was forgotten.

Elliot thought that going to parties and getting drunk was normal. Hell, waking up in a swimming pool on top of a giant inflated duck with other half-naked guys was normal. But going to a party and making a six dare agreement with the cute Russian student was not deemed normal in his book. Elliot believed that all he needed to get through senior year and straight to college was his cigarettes and his black mustang. Six dares were all he needed to be proven otherwise.