<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/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/23/1f/3a/231f3aea5497559a3c35f6519ab5b458.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Thomas Malcolm<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Employee - Senior Copywriter<br/><strong>Date | Time: </strong>~ 7:00 pm | August 3rd<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Poolside<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Javier Lobos, Adriana Archibald, John Smith,Stephanie Landry<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Truth or Dare Extended<hr/><br/><br/>Thomas had always been of the opinion that if you wanted to get proper drunk, like, the good kind of drunk, you needed a warm-up drink first. His was tall, with a handful of ice cubes tossed in and glistening with droplets trailing down. The liquid itself was a dark amber color, topped with a slice of lime. He sipped it slowly, enjoying the mixture of hot and cold that touched his mouth every time he did so, watching the group of four, five including himself, as they went through the motions of a truth, dare, or shots game. He did sit up and pay closer attention as the offer for a shot to be made between the beautiful Adriana's breasts, watching closely with a small smile on his face. He seemed almost distracted when Javier extended the challenge to him.<br/><br/>"Hmmm?" He asked, covering his surprise with a quick sip. In all honesty, he had never really played this game, only having joined the group to watch and study, but as it stood, this wasn't much of a spectator sport. He was in or out, and Thomas could never stand to be out.<br/><br/>"Well," He said, placing his drink on a table and standing from the beach lounger that he had been, well, lounging on," Since it's the first go the evening, I'll go for a dare."