Flirt with Jordan AND Kiera (Bad Jordan Route)

You move over so that you're sitting next to both your sister and her roommate.

"Do you guys get drunk together a lot?" you ask.

"Usually at least once a week," Kiera says. "We like to have fun."

"With each other?" you ask. Bold, but you can't help yourself.

Kiera smiles. Her face is flushed from the booze, and she can barely sit up straight in her chair. "Sometiiiimes," she says. "Why?"

You look at the two of them. "Sounds fun," you say. "What sort of things do you do?"

Jordan frowns a little. "Nothing that weird," she says cautiously. "Just normal drunk things, ya know?" She's looking at you in a weird way, and you can't tell if she's figured out your angle, but it's not like you're going to stop now.

"You guys don't do anything crazy together?" You push a little more. Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

There's a gleam in your sister's eyes. "We've gotten up to some stuff," Kiera announces, slurring her words. "Lots of stuff. Lots of really crazy stuff."

"Kiera!" Jordan said. Now she was blushing too, and you can tell that it's not just from the liquor. She's refusing to look you in the eye now. There must actually be a fun secret between these two, and you intend to find out exactly what that secret might be.

"Last night," Kiera continued, ignoring her roommate's complaints. "You won't believe what me and Jordan did last night."

"Kiera!" Jordan said again. Her eyes are wide, almost like she's scared. She looks from your sister to you and back again.

You're on the edge of your seat. You've never wanted to learn something so badly in your entire life. "What'd you guys do?" you ask.

"Hayley!" Jordan said. That sounded more angry than scared, but you ignore her.

"Tell me!" you say.

"Last night Jordan and I fucked my friend from college!"

There was silence in the air, and Jordan's mouth hung open in shock.