FREAKS FOR DADDIES
Elena disappeared back into the crowd before I could complain further, and I was left alone to nurse the drink while I scrolled through my phone.
Five minutes later, I finished it, ten minutes later, the room felt warmer and fifteen minutes later, the floor felt strangely soft beneath my feet, and my stomach dropped. Something wasn’t right. I hadn’t had nearly enough alcohol to feel like this. The light blurred, voices echoed, and my pulse hammered. A cold knot formed in my chest. Someone had fucking messed with my drink, and before panic could fully settle in, a loud cheer erupted from the centre of the room.
“Truth or Dare!” I heard Elena yell out, and everyone yelled in excitement. Soon,