@unstabyl liked for a starter based on this plot
somehow, celebrations always took a turn with their team. they had ended up at some random house, maybe a friend of one of the girl's boyfriends, she couldn't remember exactly. all she knew was that, whatever had led them to this place, she was grateful for it, and even more grateful for her teammates' stupid games ideas.
after offering to play spin the bottle and truth or dare like they were still sixteen, one of the girls had decided to make it more fun, more random, and so here she was - blindfolded, hands trying to hold onto their shoulders as they kissed. she still wasn't sure what the point of this whole thing was, but right now, with soft lips pressed into hers - parting as the kiss deepened - erin couldn't care less. she loved this game.
