Cas sighed when Iris agreed with Miles that they should play truth or dare. Having played games like this with his friends before, he knew exactly how it was going to go down. They were just going to end up trying to come up with questions and challenges that would make each other so uncomfortable that they would either be humiliated or get completely wasted as an alternative, since the only way to get out of the truth or the dare was to drink. No matter what, Miles won. However, if everyone else was voting against him, he couldn’t get out of it, so he reluctantly lifted his shoulders and casted Iris a half smile, “I say you don’t know what you’re getting yourself into, but if you really want to let Miles have his way, then I guess that’s what we’re doing.”
“Hell yeah,” Miles grinned, filling their shot glasses with the new bottle of vodka that Jay had brought out for them. “And we’ve got the good stuff this time.”
“I also brought beer chasers,” Jay added, indicating the three cans he’d set down along with the liquor bottle.
“Thanks,” Cas said as he took one and opened it. Disliking the taste of vodka by itself, he planned to take full advantage of the lighter drink in between shots.
“I think I’ll play too,” Jay decided, taking a seat next to Caspian. “I’ll just take shots of water.”
“That’s cheap,” Miles scoffed. “If you play, you have to answer all the questions and do every dare, because water isn’t a real penalty.”
“Fine,” Jay agreed easily with a wry glance at the prince. “Unlike someone, I don’t care if I look like a jackass.”
“Excuse me for having a sense of dignity,” Cas rolled his eyes.
“For now,” Miles objected with a snicker. “Two more shots, and you won’t even know what dignity is.”
“I bet I can kick that off,” Jay volunteered, turning toward the prince with a conniving glint in his eyes. “Cas, truth or dare? Choose wisely.”
Of course, they’re making me start the game, he thought dryly, unsurprised. At least they were playing in the privacy of Miles’ bedroom, where the only people who would see him make a fool of himself were his closest friends and Iris. His dark eyes flicked to her face briefly. Thoroughly smitten with her, he was hesitant to let go of the image he’d crafted of himself when she was around, but he supposed she was going to see this side of him sooner or later. He’d already told her that he enjoyed the night life in the capital, so hopefully it wouldn’t be too shocking to her that he and the other high borns did stupid things like this.
Meeting Jay’s gaze, he picked the option that would hopefully be safer: “Truth.”
Jay grinned, “What’s your biggest kink?”
“Yeah, nope,” Cas shook his head, immediately downing the contents of his shot glass. He knew his friends would be ruthless right from the start of the game. The taste of the liquor made him wrinkle his nose, and he chased it with beer to get rid of the bitter flavor. Already, he was starting to feel warmth spread through his body as the strong alcohol began to take effect. He turned to Miles, “You’re up.”
“Dare,” his friend answered without hesitation. “Hit me. I’ll do anything.”
Cas thought for a moment and then smiled as an idea came to him, “Really? Then go shave Jay’s pits.”
“Shit,” Jay groaned.
“Alright, come on, big guy,” Miles hopped to his feet, waving a hand for his friend to follow him to the bathroom. “I’ll get the razor.”
“I’m going to get you back for this,” Jay hissed to Cas as he reluctantly got up and walked off with Miles, pulling his shirt over his head as they disappeared around the corner.
Once they were gone, Cas leaned back on the palm of his left hand and turned to Iris, “What did I tell you? They’re crazy.”