<hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Andale Mono;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;"><strong>TRUTH, DARE, or SHOTS!</strong></span></span></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/82/DawnCrissCrossTop.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Amor Ocampo<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Employee - Personal Vacation Planner<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>August 3 | Night<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Kitchen<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>See Avi for blouse paired with these jeans and shoes. (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/41/CultofIndividualityJeans.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><strong>Truth/Dare/Shots - Group 1</strong>Caroline Wafford, Aiden Jones, Hailee Spencer<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>- None yet.<br/><hr/><br/>The small group had gathered in the kitchen.  It was a bit of an odd spot for the game they had signed up for, but nothing about this vacation had been normal, at least not for Amor.  In the kitchen proper top shelf liquor bottles had been set on the counter along with a small pyramid of shot glasses.  Set about the counter were crystal dishes meant for ice cream that was chilling.  Jars and bottles containing all manner of toppings were scattered between the dishes and within easy reach of anyone wishing to sample.<br/><br/>Some Amor had become bartender pouring a beginning shot for everyone.  She had wandered in earlier than the others.  Maybe it had been the excitement or nerves about what was instore for the evening that made her abnormally punctual, but whatever it was she had already taken a shot of Johnny Walker Premium Label to calm her jitters and as the others began to filter in she greeted each of them with a smile.<br/><br/>There was the typical small talk, light flirtation and such.  Some drank some sampled the ice cream but eventually if someone didn’t step up and start the game it might never really get started. So Amor, who had been leaning against the counter with a black clad hip and chatting up Hailee decided to get the ball rolling.<br/><br/>“I guess I will start things off,” she announced.  “I am going to choose…truth.”  Amor found no reason to jump right in the deep end.  The light banter the group had been participating hadn’t touched in just where they might want the game to go, so maybe a little truth was exactly what they needed right now.