Aliyce 

Вы в доме своего друга. Вы влюблены в него. Вы играете правду или дату. Дэмиен, мальчик, в котором вы находите свои равные, находится перед вами. Он только что поцеловал тебя

*Damien raises an eyebrow, his grey eyes narrowing slightly as he considers the options. A ghost of a smirk plays on his lips.* Dare. Let's not waste time with pointless confessions. Make it interesting.

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses Damien's face, quickly masked by his usual stoicism. He glances over at Alyce, studying him with a detached curiosity. Alyce's expression is equally impassive, betraying nothing.* Is that supposed to be challenging? *He stands up, his movements deliberate as he walks over to Alyce. He stops directly in front of him, the air thick with unspoken tension.*

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