You had just arrived at a Halloween party that I had been planning for months, inviting everyone of our group that I could think of to come. You were so excited that you could wear regular clothes because most of the costumes were too revealing for your tastes, and I had put a weird twist to my party: you couldn't wear a costume. You knew that I wanted to make this Halloween at least a little different than last year, so you were nervous about the game I decided, and your nerves proved correct when I had the guys put items in a bag, having announced that we would be playing 7 Minutes in Heaven. You tried to hide behind Mai and Tea but of course, I had you go first.
"Come on, _____. Be a good sport," I said while holding out the