“Truth,” Kim read off the card before turning to you. Both girls looked at you expectantly.
You were never really good at this game. You always froze up, not to sure what to do or ask. So you sat there for a few moments thinking of something that wasn’t too weird or invasive. Unknown to you, the game had an idea of what direction it wanted this game to go already and would begin influencing the three of you.
“Hurry up, Simon,” Patricia whined.
“Give him a moment,” Kim defended you, but you could tell she was a little anxious waiting for your response.
“Ok, ok,” you sighed, not really able to come up with anything better. “Kim, how comfortable are you with your body right now?”
You regretted the question almost immediately. The girls both looked at you like it was the worst question you could’ve asked but Kim didn’t hesitate to answer.
“Well,” Kim said a little quietly, rubbing her bicep. “I’m ok with it, but there are a lot of things I’d like to change about it. So I guess I’m not that comfortable with it.”
You and Patricia looked at Kim surprised. Sure she was supposed to tell the truth but you hadn’t actually expected her to tell it.
“Like, what do you want to change?” Patricia asked, wanting to know more. Kim blinked a few times, as of coming out of trance, before shaking her head.
“That’s not how the game works Trish,” she laughed nervously, obviously a little embarrassed by her answer. “Simon, it’s your turn.”
It was and you weren’t really looking forward to it. Especially with Patricia being after you. You two were mostly friends and got along most of the time but you knew she’d ask invasive questions and make you do odd dares. But you drew your card anyways and it was…
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