When the clock strikes 12.
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True to his words, Ethan really led them throughout the night without letting any of them feel left out. Currently sitting on Vincent’s carpeted living room floor, the four of them are playing the cliché game of the night bonds: truth or dare.
“Okay, my turn.” With a proud grin on his face, Ethan looked at them with a glint of evil evident in his eyes before he spun the bottle, causing for them, except Vincent, to eagerly wait on who will be the pair that will end up having the truth or dare game.
A gasp escaped Mandy’s lips when the bottom of the bottle pointed at Ethan, while the tip of the bottle pointed at her. With wide, surprised eyes, she looked at Ethan whose smile shifted from a villain-like one, into a sweet one. “Okay, Mandy. Truth or dare?”
