Just a Simple Preference
The two returned to the private room. Watching the lipstick marks on Tristan's lips, an unspeakable and explicit scene immediately played out in their minds.
At this moment, Jimbo, without thinking, blurted out, "Tris, so soon?"
As his words fell, an eerie silence enveloped the surroundings. Tristan raised his indifferent gaze, giving Jimbo a cold glance.
Jimbo, suddenly wise, regained clarity in his mind and hurriedly explained, "Tris, that's not what I meant. I just..."
He sighed regretfully, "Talking more won't help. Everything I want to say is in the alcohol!"
With that, he picked up the bottle on the table, tilted his head back, and gulped it down. With his action, a new round of the game began.
Whether it was due to carelessness or bad luck, this round singled out Jacob as the one with the fewest points.
"Truth or dare?" Several people around, their eyes sparkling with excitement.