dare: i dare you to remove one article of clothing of your choice
santiago looked at his phone, opening the message with the dare on it. a sigh falling from his lips, before standing up from the couch, undoing the belt he was wearing. he was already shirtless, so the next best thing — his pants. pulling his pants down, he threw them over his shoulder, lulling his head back on the couch. “how long till i end up naked?”














