The round passed like that and soon it became my turn, as the saying always go karma’s a b***, it was still me and the senior, but this time I was the one being dared, the seniors who received the slap immediately dared me to off my shirt and trouser, I know that it is a small thing for most men to do, but that’s different from me, I am not most men, and I don’t like to follow the crowd, so I grab the beer can in front of me and drown it in one go. I drowned it like I was drinking water, I felt almost nothing but that would be because of another reason entirely.
The senior was disappointed, I don’t if it’s because I didn’t do the dare or because I failed to show any sign of being drunk after I drink a full can of beer. But that was the senior’s problem, the game continued, Ariadne was next after me she was dared to allow a senior to touch her bare br**st for 10 seconds, just touching no rubbing or pressing only touching, Ariadne agree to allow him. I was shocked, I knew Ariadne was a party kind of girl, the kind that like going to club but I did not expect her to do all this kind of thing.
The senior came to her side, grinning from ear to ear like he won a lottery, it was annoying to look at, his face suddenly look punchable to me, and my hand was already itching to punch him but I restrained myself. The annoying part is what it was near me, he came directly put his hand into Ariadne clothes to touch her breast, the ten seconds felt like ten long hours to me, it was directly killing me but it was soon over. but after he was done I saw a small budge on his trouser.
soon more rounds like this kept going and going, I drank alcohol for those that did not favour me and I did the one that favor me, mostly disgracing some seniors for fun, nothing much.
Ariadne also did the same, but I was still shocked by most of what she did, she surprised me mostly today, I felt that I need to recheck what I know about her again.
The game soon came to an end and I immediately want to leave, thankfully Ariadne agree to me this time.
we soon start to go home but things did not work like we planned.
A guard came out walked directly to us, he said Ariadne was invited to a private room by a hero. it sounded like an invite that you can choose not to accept on the surface but that was only on the surface, the thing the guard fail to tell us is that we can either agree or agree, there was no other options. it was simple and straight forward, but we didn’t know that so I disagreed.
"sir, I am afraid me and my friend can’t come to the room, we don’t know any of the person inviting us, so it would be a bad idea to agree to it, sir.
"I am sorry sir. "the guard said, even though he doesn’t look sorry at all. he then continue to say. "you aren’t allowed to disagree, the heroes doesn’t allow that, so I will advice you to follow me into the room if you know what will be good for you. "the guard said with a smile like he was giving me a good advising.
we’d know if it was a good advice like who is he to be giving us advice. Maybe— The baled headed guard who is a large bouncer straightened up suddenly, snapping to attention, like a hunting dog on point. Ariadne followed the line of his gaze, and saw that he was looking at the building upstairs.
Oh, well, i thought, trying not to feel like a deflated party balloon. I guess that’s that. maybe the hero has cut off the invite, I know that Ariadne is the kind of girl someone would have liked to draw—tall and ribbon-slim, with a long spill of black hair. Even at this stage of their live I could still remember the very first day I start to like her, it was still vivid in my mind. The visual memory passed through my eye like a short movie, but I guessed it was separated under the lights of the dance floor like a separate visual that really explain my disembodied romance between me and her.
"I feel," i went on, "that this evening won’t be well advisable for both of us, and I ensure you that you are doing a singularly exceptional job. Don’t you agree?"
i asked Ariadne the question.
Ariadne rolled her eyes and didn’t answer; she hated all this kind of discussion. Her attention was on the dance floor, she was looking at something that is beyond what I can see, maybe the girl in the white short gown. Through the darkness, smoke, and artificial fog, her pale dress shone out like a beacon. No wonder Ariadne who also has her same kind of beauty also felt a kind of kindred to her, her eyes was following her as if she e were under a spell, too distracted to notice anything else around her—even the two conversation going on right in front of her, her eyes was weaving after her through the crowd.
Ariadne slowed her intense look and just stared. She could just make out some shapes behind the girl who was leaving to go towards an area, maybe the toilet, she saw that the shapes were boys, tall and wearing black clothes. She couldn’t have said how she knew that they were following the girl, but she did. She could see it in the way they paced her, their careful watchfulness, the slinking grace of their movements. A small flower of apprehension began to open inside her chest.
"Meanwhile," Harry Potter and added, "I wanted to tell you that lately I’ve been cross-dressing. Also, I’m sleeping with your mom. I thought you should know."
The girl had reached the wall, and was opening a door marked NO ADMITTANCE.
She entered the room and soon the other boys could be seen going after her, and they where a couple of step left before they reached the door.
It wasn’t anything Ariadne hadn’t seen before, a couple sneaking off to the dark corners of the club to make out—but that made it even weirder that they were following her like they had an other ulterior motives.
She raised herself up on tiptoe, trying to see over the crowd. The two guys had stopped at the door and seemed to be conferring with each other. One of them was blond, the other dark-haired. The blond one reached into his jacket and drew out something long and sharp that flashed under the strobing lights.
A knife. "Harry!" Ariadne shouted, and seized his arm.
"What?" Harry looked alarmed. "I’m not really sleeping with your mom, you know. I was just trying to get your attention. Not that your mom isn’t a very attractive woman, for her age."
The guard was already confused on what’s happening, he is feeling like things was not going the way it’s supposed to go.