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[ If you've met Yuuki before, there might be something unsettlingly familiar about the girl who's currently curled up in one corner of a sofa. She's utterly absorbed in the contents of the file folder she's got balanced on her legs, until she flips the folder shut and looks up, as if trying to memorize something-- and then her face falls, abruptly. ]

Aw, you're kidding me!

[ She brightens up again quickly, though, tucking the folder under the cushion and addressing the Room at large. ]

Hey, let's play a game. Like, truth or dare, or the question game, or something? Please?

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[ Opens her mouth. Closes it. And finally pouts. ]

That's sneaky. I'm guessing truth or dare is something you wouldn't touch with a ten-foot pole?

Oh yeah, there is no way.

But if I make you do anything horrible you can do the same back to me. You can even go first.

But, I don't really want to make you do anything horrible. And I really don't want to imagine what you might come up with.

Come on, we're in here, it'll be safe. [ because safety is what we're so concerned about, right? ] Plus, you could dare me to not be so difficult for a whole day.

[snort.] I'd give you fifteen minutes before you failed miserably and I would have wasted an entire dare. There is no safety from utter mortification, thanks.

Hey, I can totally last longer than fifteen minutes--!

If you're gonna be so picky why don't you pick a game.

Oh, come on, Yuuki, do you think I know any games? ...okay, I know drinking games, but I'm not playing those with you.

Why not?

Because it is a terrible idea.

Worse than truth or dare?

...Actually, I'm still going to say that truth or dare is worse.

What if we put them together. [ because combining two terrible ideas totally makes a good one right? ] Like take a drink for every truth you refuse to answer and every dare you refuse to do.

[suspicious look...]

[ Er. Hopeful silence and a winning smile? ]

...hell. Fine, but I reserve the right to change my mind anytime I want.

[because apparently he hasn't been embarrassingly drunk enough times, or something.]

Yes! [ She does a bounce of victory on the sofa cushion before settling back into the corner. ] Okay, I did promise to let you go first, so gimme a dare.

[ Way too eager to bother with getting all set up with drinks before starting. ~~Also possibly way too confident that there isn't a dare she won't do.~~ ]

[sighing, he pulls out his phone to text work and have them send him his favorite blood cocktail -- and that fancy mixed whatever that they made for Yuuki last time, since she's too damn cocky to get herself something. he agreed to this, didn't he. he's part of this now.

nevertheless, he's not going to start with the really crazy stuff right off the bat. (maybe if he's decent about it, she will be too, hm.)]

I dare you to... mm, bark like a dog at the next person who tries to talk to you.

Dare accepted, but now I have to remember and wait for someone to talk to me to actually do it. [ Sigh. Remembering is such hard work, obvs. ]

Sooo truth or dare?

I'll remind you. Truth. [yes, he is that guy. drinks are here, btw.]

Ooh, it's that thing from last time! [ grin of omg you're the best. ]

Uh... I had one-- right. Is it true, that thing about vampires and the sun?

We can't go outside in daylight, I assume that's what you mean. Supposedly my kind can manage on overcast days with heavy sunscreen and full body cover, but it's still a big risk, not really worth taking.

Yeah, that's what I was asking. I was talking to this guy and the whole sunlight thing came up. Do you get really bad sunburns, or...? [ clearly forgetting that truth = one question. ]

[amused--] Truth or dare, Yuuki?

Oh. Uh...

Truth.