A visit to an old friend

"How the fuck can I even get you back for that Ashley?" Christine asked as the pair hit the road again.

"I don't know, I'm a nudist apparently and you fucked your favourite pervert...plus I'm not gonna help you with suggestions or anything, I intend to win after all"

"Well...not coming up with an idea isn't exactly me chickening out"

"True, but it means you can't top mine...so in a way I guess it does mean you chicken out...or just...can't escalate it"

"And just asking you to show yourself off to more people is kind of meh, it's just more strangers right?"

"To be fair...you've had the most public dares..."

Christine sighed, thinking for a moment as Ashley drove.

"Hey uh, you still know where your ex lives?"

"I don't like the sound of this..."

"Oh, you won't...you ever send her nudes?"

"No I didn't, I don't think we even really kissed but..."

"But you left on not amazingly great terms"

"I mean it wasn't anything crazy but yeah she's probably still mad at me..."

"Good, because I dare you to go to her house and let her take pictures of you"

"...fuck, that's mean...that's really mean"

"It is isn't it? But you'll still do it...right chicken?"