The game goes on, but in a somewhat lower tone

You read the name, which is the one of Matt, and decide to dare him to chug a few shots of vodka, lacking of a better idea.
He draws Nicole and she draws Sarah, which then draws you again and you Tom, Tom pulls Nicole and Nicole draws Miranda and Miranda, Matt, Matt, you again.

Someone lost the shirt like you, some lost the shoes, someone had to drink, someone had to do a silly imitation(???).
All in a smooth, boring sexless decline.
In half an hour the turn is back to you again, but nothing has really happened in the meantime.
The game seems to be dozing off for some reason.
Apparently Miranda's penalty, and her following fading out, seems to be infecting everyone.
Everyone seems inhibited somehow.

"I'm cold ... think i could have a blanket or something?" She asks to a yawing Sarah while you pick another paper slip from inside the cowboy hat.

Seeing her huddled on the couch, almost shivering is every minute less sexy.
Even if she's still essentially naked and flushed.

It's her attitude that makes the difference, that's what you think.
The Miranda you know, would have found a way to get out of the situation, would have retaliated somehow, protest at very least.
She wouldn't have given up in short.

"No can do. It would spoil the whole point of your penalty." Replies with what feels to you obnoxious stubborness the red-haired girl.

The Miranda in front of you now, sighs and looks away instead.