You're interrupted by a knock on the door

You're both looking at each other, puzzled and cut in the heat of the moment. It didn't completely ruined the mood, but you are irritated and you hear the same feeling in Sarah's voice when she ask sharply "Who is it?" without even turing around.

"Can I come in?" To your amazement and astonishment, you recognize Miranda. Your brain is completely lost and your heart doesn't know how to beat properly anymore.

The redhead frowns, then finally open the door, leaving her friend enter the room. The brunette end up halfway between you two, looking at you alternatively, still shirtless and barefeet. "What are you doing here?" Sarahasks, more intrigued than annoyed now.

"Well, John said I could do whatever I liked, right? Then I'd like to join you." she declares bluntly.

You couldn't hear your ears. You would have never imagined your crush to be so bold and naughty. Besides, you thought she was into this douche Tom now, and you're not even sure she's still your crush. But when you look at her in the eyes, you have both the confirmations that you still have feelings for her and that she's not joking. "But... The game is over, now." you can't help but protest.

She smiles maliciously. "Actually, the note said that the game ended whenever Sarah said so, not that the ongoing dares had to stop immediately."

The redhead, now clearly amused, cross her arms and asked "Does this mean you made Tom come?"

Her friend giggles and pretend to hit her own head "Oops, I forgot this part. Silly me."

They both laugh together, but you're still not sure how to react to those new informations. "Wait, were you not into him? You two looked way closer after we had our break."

She sighs. "Honestly, I wanted to finish this as soon as I could without having to take his dick into any of my holes, and I was a little pissed that you all left me alone with this asshole, so I figured why the hell should I care?"

Fair enough. Now that you think about it, you're not proud of yourself for how you reacted afterward. Still, you don't know if you should let her invite herself into what was going on.