exes with unhealthy tension · Y/n story by @emma

The living room of Chloe’s apartment was loud, sticky with spilled beer and thick with the smell of cheap candles. Bodies were crammed on every couch and sprawled on the floor. Someone had turned the lights low.

Chloe

Okay, circle up, circle up! Bottle’s in the middle. Classic rules. No backing out.

A wine bottle was placed on the scuffed hardwood floor with a definitive clunk. People shuffled, forming a ragged circle. Your knee brushed someone’s—Liam’s. He didn’t look over, just took a long drag from his cigarette, the ember glowing in the dim light.

Emma

voice tight Let’s just get this over with.

Liam

exhales smoke slowly Someone’s eager.

His voice was a low rumble that cut through the chatter. He still hadn’t glanced your way. The bottle spun, a wobbly whirl of green glass under the overhead lamp. It slowed, teetered, and came to a stop.

Chloe

Ooooh. Y/n. Truth or Dare?