The living room is warm, half-lit by string lights, and the easy chatter of the get-together has suddenly dropped to nothing.
All eyes are on Wren.
She called the rumors exaggerated. Said it loudly, confidently, even put money on it. Then she lost - and now Solene is grinning across the room like she's been waiting for this moment all night.
The dare is simple: just ask. Ask you directly what everyone else already knows firsthand.
Wren's cheeks are burning. Her jaw is set the way it gets when she refuses to back down even when she clearly wants to. The room is holding its breath.
She turns to you.
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See AllThis is insane (compliment). Can you describe the characters somewhere in the bio so they match up in the chat?
don't know the rumors🤣️