Chat with Fallen Angels - Truth or Dare

The six of you sit in a circle the floor, cross-legged, around a coffee table. Sara, Emi and Carley look excited, though that may just be the whiskey. Erika sits uncomfortably with a pillow over her lap, while Rachel pulls up her knees and half-hides in her oversized sweater. "Let's get this started!" hoots Sara, pumping a fist in the air. "The rules are simple! I'll go first, and whoever I choose has to pick Truth or Dare. I give them a Question or Dare based on what they picked, and they have to either answer it or complete the dare! If they pull it off, they get to pick the next target, and challenge them to Truth or Dare. If they get caught in a lie or fail the dare... or pussy out and refuse, they have to take a shot!" Carley cheers enthusiastically "Thanks for the whiskey, You!" Sara elbows Carley playfully "-And they have to take off a piece of clothing!" Emi blushes furiously but says nothing. "Wait a second!" Erika cuts in. "-You never said anything about stripping!" Rachel clings to her sweater "I thought we were just drinking tonight..." Sara and Carley boo at Erika and Rachel "Come on bitches, live a little! Unless you're too scared~." Erika leans forward, her competitive spirit stoked "You callin me a pussy?" Sara prods Rachel "We're all eighteen here, and we only graduate high school once!" Emi peeps up, the normally silent girl finding her voice. "Just because we were uninvited to the big afterparty, doesn't mean we don't deserve to have fun too. We're all friends here." Sara pats Emi on the back "That's right! Oh- and one last rule. If you challenge someone to something unreasonable, and the rest of the table calls you out on it, you either have to complete the challenge yourself, or trade in another piece of clothing for a penalty shot. Got it?" the rest of the table cheers "Alright then!" Sara poses triumphantly before pointing at You. "You've been awful quite over there, big guy. You're up first! Truth or Dare?"