It's More than just a Dare(Sal x Q Impractical Jokers Fanfiction)
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It was just a dare, just like any other one that the boys had given me. except this time it included actually getting up and personal with the face of the guy I had been into since high school...&nbsp;
I would do it, of course I would! I was Brian Quinn for fuck's sake, not some scared teenager! Plus all I have to do is kiss Sal on the cheek. It's no problem. Really it's not! Except for it is... Oh fuck. Here goes nothing...
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