Some Truths x3

Sam was blushing heavily, but thankfully the girls were too drunk to notice. Although Sarah did notice it, and called it out. Teasing him, touching his cheeks. But Cassy brought them back to the question. Marry. Fuck. Kiss. And Suck to go. Sam gritted his teeth. "Look! Guys!" Sam finally said with a stern look, as if he's committing a crime. "I'm only saying this because I have to. And because you guys have forced me to. Otherwise, I have no intentions of doing this." He chugged down a gulp of vodka and winced. "Yeah, so. I will obviously Marry Sarah. Fuck--" he gritted his teeth, not liking this, but he decided to finish it in one go. "--Fuck Cassy. Kiss Aayra. And Suck Jenna. Let's move on now."

He looked so intense, as if he's almost about to cry. "Awww~ Sammy~ will you marry meee~?" said Sarah clinging onto him. He smiled at her. "You'll be my hubby-wubby~??" He chuckled, wrapping a hand around her. She rested into his arms, feeling so comfortable. He felt good. He smiled. Maybe things weren't that bad. Maybe the purpose of tonight was to finally get me and Sarah together...

Cassy spun the bottle again! It spun, spun, spun, kept spinning, spun, spun, kept spinning, spun, slowed down, slowed down, more, more, and stopped! Jenna.

"Fuck it bitches!" she showed everyone her middle fingers. "Imma do a dare!!!!!"