Paul goes first? (Cold Shower)

Jack stared wide eyed at the board while Bruce was shuffling backwards. "What the fuck!" Paul just sat there, too stunned to speak. "What the fuck Jack! Why did you challenge him to play this game! God why did I allow myself to play this with you dumbasses!"

Jack looked back at the panicking friend. "Dude, chill! I know this isn't favorable but we kinda are bound to this.. game. I'm not a fan either but it said it will **** us to play, and I don't want to know what it means by that." Bruce looked at Jack with **** eyes. "We are all friends here right? Lets just be here for each other. Okay?"

Bruce slowly nodded and took a deep breath. "Yeah, yeah. Okay. I'm just freaked."

Jack smiled and nodded to his friend, his own heart pounding. "Now with that said I think Paul should go first." Paul finally looked up to his friends with wide eyes. "It's only fair you go first, besides we all have to do this. Okay?" Paul let out a groan but complied anyways. After all he did agree to the stupid dare.

As he grabbed the card from the deck his tiger was already moving forward, only it hopped off its previous pedestal. Now it was free roaming, moving like an actual tiger across the board. They all watched it stop only four spots away. Paul felt his heart beat faster, worried what it meant by scenarios.

He looked at the card, realizing it looked different than when he originally grabbed it. While in the deck it was just a plain white, now it was orange with black stripes going around it. He took a deep breath and flipped it over to read what it said. "Cold Shower; When you take a shower you get inexplicably hard."

Paul set the card down, breathing out in relief. He worried it would be worse. The tiger on the board also seemed to relax at the same time, almost as if it imitated Paul. Then the board decided to speak again, making everyone's hearts jump. "In a turn you can take up to 3 cards voluntarily."