. one night/all night

[theo lovett]

DRINK FIVE Theo can't quite process what's just happened, though he has photographic evidence of it - he's uploaded it to his story, yet more Stella bait. Shaking off the embarrassment of being exposed as a fanboy of one blonde, and of trying to engagement bait another, he turns his attention in full to the other blonde in front of him. Cora is everything he remembers her being; polished, gutsy, fun. "Great idea," he says, as the rest of the group corral around them. Not prone to shyness himself, he takes the shot that's been handed to him and claps his hands together, nodding. "I'll go first.. dare."

[cora wolfe]

DRINK FIVE Cora can feel a tiny bit of a haze as she flips her hair out of her face, the delay of her senses feeding into every ounce of her thrill as the group came back together. The last time she'd run into this crew it had been a weekend of nonstop fun, days blurring into nights into days again, dodging hangovers with excesses and stories they'd probably take to the grave. Her eyes flick to Tate momentarily before steadying back to Theo, a wicked grin curving her full lips. “I'll play nice and not get you arrested for public indecency,” she muses, the beach much too public for anything particularly debaucherous. Instead she settles on something simple, taking a sip of the tequila soda she'd decided to switch to. “I dare you to kiss the girl you'd most want to hook up with on this trip."

[theo lovett]

DRINK FIVE "Say less." Theo wasn't generally overconfident in his abilities, but he knew he could lay down a kiss no issue, regardless of how many witnesses there were to pile on the pressure. A smirk crosses his face as he reaches across to pull Cora against himself, his lips finding hers as his hand presses the small of her back. He deepens the kiss, enjoying the taste of rum on her tongue and the smell of some insanely expensive product in her hair, finally pulling away to claps and laughter from the rest of the group. He stays close to Cora, his hand still on her back as he surveys the group. "Hmmm.... Freddie, truth or dare?"

[freddie beaumont]

DRINK FIVE Freddie’s hand taps the back of Tate’s neck as he joins the group, standing alongside his best friend. His other hand finally comes off the small of Jane’s back. They’ve joined just in time for Theo to answer Cora’s question with a dare. He watches the blonde look at the group with a mischievous look in her eye. Theo’s dared and he doesn’t hesitate to lunge for Cora. Freddie lets out a loud laugh, all while clapping his hands. The rest of the group follows along with the howling and whistles. “Truth, I think we all need to simmer down after that performance.” He looks to Jane, throwing her one of his famous winks. “Go easy on me..” he jokes as if he’s nervous, though everyone present knows that if anyone could handle anything it would be Freddie.

[jane ridley]

DRINK FOUR Now things were getting interesting. Jane had dutifully been playing catch-up to get on the same plane as everyone else, feeling the hum on her lips both from the salty tequila shots and the heat of Freddie's kisses. She could sense everyone else was starting to waiver also, wrapping herself around Liv in protection before laughing at Theo's confident kiss and question back to Freddie. Appreciative of how bold everyone here seemed to be, quirking an eyebrow and awaiting his response as the question hung in the air. "Whose the most famous person you've fucked?". “I have a feeling this is going to be good,” Jane murmurs, resting her chin on Liv's shoulder and offering him a sly wink back. "Don't be shy.”

[freddie beaumont]

DRINK FIVE He's thriving in everyone's attention on him. The biggest smirk comes to his lips as he sips the whiskey in the plastic cup. "You aren't the first to ask my friend, good question." He salutes his glass to Theo. "All I'm going to say is..." Freddie trails off as his eyes bounce back and forth between the group standing around. "..Is that I signed an NDA and can not talk about it." A few groans are let out collectively as they'd been all anxiously awaiting his reply. "I know, I know, sorry to disappoint. But I'll take a shot for my inability to tell the truth." He begins to take a few steps back in the direction of the bar. "Tate, your turn. Cora, think of a prompt while I'm taking my shot," Freddie responds over his shoulder as he disappears into the crowd.

[cora wolfe]

DRINK FIVE “Ok fucking buzzkill - my money's on Kylie," Cora gripes, remembering a party long ago when she'd definitely seen them talking. Every memory involving Freddie at a party usually involves him talking to a girl, her tipsy eyes falling to Jane as her hand slid to his shoulder. Wondering when Aisha's eventual texts would start blowing up, suddenly thankful her phone had overheated under the sun as Freddie then tosses the dare her way when Tate complies. “Oh so you don't answer and now you don't participate...jail, immediately." The smug smile on Tate's face is enough to make her think for a second, leaning back momentarily onto the bar behind her before the idea sparks. “I dare you to take a body shot off Olivia and post it on your story. One grace I will allow is you can block our parents from viewing, but that's it."

[tate mccarthy]

DRINK SIX Tate boos as his best friend shirks the responsibility, nodding along as his cousin sentences him to jail. "Truly criminal behavior," he agrees, watching his muscled back retreat to the bar. At least Cora was the queen of good prompts, as she proves herself to be once again. He laughs and shakes his head. "Can I block our grandparents instead? My parents have already given up on me." Still, a smirk tugs at the corner of his lips as a shot of tequila is passed to him by Cleo, who's also volunteered to be the videographer for this particular stunt. "Sorry," Tate says, though he's not sorry at all, as she presents herself for the shot. It's over too quickly and soon he's sucking on lime, though truth be told the close contact makes him wish they could cut the game short and go back to their hotel right now. He collects himself. "Hmm. Jane. Truth or dare?"

[jane ridley]

DRINK SIX “I'm kind of ashamed of you," Jane admonishes as he retreats to the bar, but accepts the drink he passes her in reconciliation. It's when the question gets turned on her that she lifts her eyebrow, another chilly sip passing her lips as she flicks her eyes at Tate. Annoyed that he'd beaten her to the punch, unable to ask him anything further or suss him out as she contemplated her answer. Luckily there was still time, the day stretching on and drinks still flowing as she shifts to face him. “I'll say Dare, too."

[olivia hamilton]

DRINK SIX Olivia stifles a giggle at Freddie's walk-off, with Cora and Tate booing him as he bounced off to the bar alone. Of course he dared Tate before he left and Liv grins at Cora as she awaits to hear what Tate's fate will be. Her body leans into Jane's presence behind her, her chin previously had been on her shoulder. Tate was given the dare, including her and she obliges easily. His murmurs a 'sorry' that Liv knows isn't genuine and she meets his smirk as his lips touch her skin. The feel of them turns her blood warm and she feels her pulse quickening. Tate was now biting the lime and daring her friend.  I dare you to read your notes on Freddie, was the stated dare from Tate. The game no longer had her sole focus. She leans over speaking softly into his ear, her lips so close, "I've had enough of truth or dare, let's go upstairs after she answers you."

[jane ridley]

DRINK SIX Jane has to give it to him, he's more perceptive than she initially thought. She'd provided him with her list for Olivia out of the kindness of her heart for Valentine's Day, and now he was using that to assume she had more - which was correct, another piece in the imaginary chess match in her head moving forward as she fished her phone from the tiny strings on her hip. “Let's see," she starts, flicking open the app and coming up to his page. “Beaumont Hotels, in quotes - best friend, Tate McCarthy, updated recently to reflect the information that he has a baby with your sister. Drinks double vodka red bulls or macallan 18, likes coke or K depending on the day, turn ons include legs, lips, a mean blowjob, sex position is.." she stops abruptly, her phone blacking out to the 'too hot' screen as she smiles. “Bummer, she's fried. Was just getting to the good part. Could have read yours too, for fun," she lofts at Tate, though judging by the way his eyes were fully focused on Liv's hushed conversation something told her he was barely listening. Instead her eyes refocus around the circle, finding her lone ally from the other group. “Cleo, truth or dare?"

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DRINK FIVE Cleo feels light from the sunshine, the cocktails and the companionship. There was a time she would have felt intimidated by such a crowd, all so beautiful and accomplished when she compared herself to them. Jane had done a lot to kill that kind of thinking. So it's not a surprise when it's Jane who brings her back into the conversation, the bronzed beauty turning her attention to her. "Oh, me? Oh," she laughs, not really having prepared herself for this. Truth was the easier option, but she felt she would probably be far too boring to share any salacious gossip with this illustrious crowd. "Dare. Just nothing naked, I was arrested for streaking once before so..."

[lily mccarthy]

DRINK SEVEN Lily's lost track of the number of drinks she's had, content at the edge of the bar watching the chaos unfold. There was something so lively about the other group that had brought out the fun in their own, energy raucous and light and reminiscent of time's past before she'd started to drift away. It's when Jane dares Cleo that she gets an idea, unfolding from her spot in the shade as she steps forward. “I've got this one,” she confirms, eyes drifting from her friend to her phone before it unlocks with facial recognition, navigating to a certain text conversation and unblocking a very certain number. She places it in Cleo's palm, her other hand resting gently over her arm.“I dare you to say whatever you want. Send it, too - no edits.”

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DRINK FIVE Lily pipes up and Cleo feels a twist of contradictory emotions. She's relieved for it to come from her best friend, but she also knows they are not on the best of terms since she'd been avoiding Lily all day. Maybe she was going to call attention to that? That'd be embarrassing in front of their new friends, and it's also not really her style. When she does offer the dare, throwing her phone her way for Cleo to catch, relief floods through her. Relief followed by a jolt of glee. "Really? Anything?" She doesn't wait for confirmation, instead shooting off a text as quickly as her drunken fingers will let her.

[cora wolfe]

DRINK SIX Cora watches the exchange before her unfold, curious what secrets that phone held. It’s obvious in the quiet flash of hurt in Lily’s eyes that the mysterious message is being sent to someone that wronged her recently, and it doesn’t take long for anyone who read gossip sites to know who that might be. Not that she’d ever admit to reading them, or supplying tidbits to them for fun. If it had been her that phone had been given to, the amount of digging she’d have done before drafting a message would have been unhinged - it took true trust to let someone have free reign of your personal device, and Cora warmed at the moment of friendship before turning to Elyse and following her strangely sullen gaze until it landed on Theo. Hmm. It seemed like the game was close to disbanding anyway, Tate and Liv in their own little world next to her as she grabs two piña coladas off the bar. “Wanna go on a walk, Elyse? I think this beach needs a little Baywatch body moment for their dreams."