Truth Or Dare
Girls playing games in the last bus home... “Hi, sorry,” a female voice called from the aisle beside me, “… Sorry!” It was late, I was tired from working my shift at the bar, and the last thing I needed was some drunk disturbing me on the bus home. I kept my eyes set firmly on the pages of my book until the voice spoke up again, “Sorry, is this seat taken?” The question was ridiculous – of course, the seat wasn’t taken – there were only five seats on the last bus o...