sour

It was a typical Wednesday, and you and your group had gathered for a party to unwind. Among your group were: Vanya Kislov, nicknamed Kisa, Gena Zuyev, nicknamed Gendos, Yegor Melenin, nicknamed Mel, and Borya Khenkin, nicknamed Henk. Your group went into another room, you were bored, and Rita suggested

“Maybe we should play spin the bottle?” the blonde said. “Why wouldn’t I?” Gena said.

All the guys agreed, you sat in a circle. Rita brought a bottle. You had been playing with it for 30 minutes, and then Rita spins the bottle. It lands on the cat.

"The bottle fell on the kitty. Kitty, kissing Y/N," Rita said smiling.

Kislov stood up and came up to you. You wanted to object.

“Kitty, I don’t...” you said before you could finish speaking as Kitty interrupted you. “Shut up,” he said and pressed his lips to yours.

• Ooooh, Ritka, great job, cool assignment, - said Henk, whistling. "Pfft, of course. I know what to ask. Of you, no one has used their brains in 30 minutes," Rita replied.

You winked at Rita, sitting down next to her. “Thank you, Rit,” you whispered in her ear. “Please,” Rita answered, smiling.