“Ok, I’ll go first…” Leah draws a card, reading it silently before looking up and reading it out loud to the group. “Have you ever eaten someone’s brother and lied to them about it? / Have you ever lied to someone to get them eaten instead of you?”
“Hmmm yeah, I ate Veronica’s brother a couple of years ago at her own birthday party and blamed it on Taryn.”
“Bitch.” Taryn made a quick mark on her card, and you looked around at the rest of your group writing, Alexa grinning broadly as she checked a box on her card. Making eye contact with Alexa, you saw her smile as she looked back at you. Smiling yourself, you marked that down as a lie. The best way to make the lie seem true was to work it into something that was mostly true after all; someone probably ate Veronica’s brother and blamed it on Taryn. Someone, you thought, noticing Alexa’s still too-wide grin.
“You’re up Harvey.”
“Ok…” skipping straight to reading it out loud, Harvey begins, “Have you ever been aroused at an inappropriate time, or in an inappropriate place?” Blushing, Harvey stutters briefly before blurting, “YES; at Uncle Leo’s funeral!”
“Hahaha! That’s too good not to be true!” Madelyn blurts, as Miranda blushes beside you. Harvey is beat red. You’re almost worried a blood vessel will burst somewhere as he stares down at the card and sets it on top of the discard pile. Even as you eagerly mark his answer as true, you sympathize with him. You missed Uncle Leo, and the whole production of his funeral sickened you. He’d known for weeks his wife was going to devour him and had spent the bulk of his own funeral screaming for mercy from inside his wife’s churning stomach as 10 years of marriage came to a gruesome end. When Aunt Sofie finally got up on the small stage to release her ex-husband into his casket, you expected to be horrified… but her ass had a certain… gravity… to it, even in such a grisly scene. Almost literally, you thought.
The game continues that way for a while, Bernie and Freddy both giving short, clipped answers; while Alexa launched into a whole monologue about the various times she’d “passed something unexpected”.
Your own question was a little too uncomfortable, ‘Has the sight of someone’s disposal ever turned you on?’ and you lied and answered no, scrunching up your face as you tried not to think of the social media posts you’d seen of your various crushes ‘dumping’ their boyfriends.
