Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-5078678-20130915195653/@comment-15721109-20130929181654

Ilona tried to remember. Hilliard might not be the most caring person she knew, but he wouldn't do embarrassing things to her. To often. At least when he hadn't drunk too much.

"Well, I remembered one time when Hilliard spilled beer over me. It smelled terrible and people laughed. But that wasn't the worst part. Since Hilliard hates to waste any food or drinks, he tried to lick it from my face" She felt nauseous when she thought about it. "A little gross, isn't it? Vilda, I thought it hadn't been your turn yet. Truth or dare?"