we'll make it happen, we'll turn it around

[quadruples]

[ Well, that... certainly was a thing that happened. Viktor wishes he could unsee what he witnessed in the library, but it seems like it has etched into his memory forever. Thinking about it makes him sick to his stomach, and eventually he decides that he needs something to keep his mind off it, at least for a little while.

So around noon, a note goes up on the fridge: ]

If you need a distraction after what happened today, come to the dining room at 6 pm.
There will be food and we'll be playing truth or dare!
♥ Viktor Nikiforov ♥

[ There's also a cute doodle of himself underneath his signature. Later in the day, he writes copies of said note and slides them under everyone's doors. ]

[ Those who come to the dining room at will find that Viktor has made plenty of borscht, pancakes and open-faced sandwiches for them. He isn't the best chef ever, but it tastes pretty good and will fill you up! There's also juice, water, and a few bottles of alcohol for those who are old enough to drink; try to be responsible, okay.

And for the truth and dare, he's prepared shots of hot sauce as punishment for those who refuse a dare. ]

Comments

[quadruples]

Hm... Let's go with truth!

[uncouthhatcher]

Are you seriously twenty-seven? Your hairline says fifty.

[i'm so sorry]

[quadruples]

[


you can almost see his soul begin to crumble. ]

My hairline is flawless!

[uncouthhatcher]

[rip viktor]

Yeah, it's got a flawless receding line. Ever thought to ask someone for a little help with it?

[quadruples]

It's not receding. You're just imagining things. [ please believe him, it's still thick and shiny. ]

[uncouthhatcher]

[... Gold's gonna rub it with his fingers.

And kind of

push them through Viktor's hair?

And expose him like that.]

Maybe it's just heredity... Or just your world? Huh. Wonder how it works.

[quadruples]

[ ...Now he's just gonna

put his head in his hands dramatically

and sigh while he mumbles about rude Gold is. ]

[uncouthhatcher]

[.............

He's just gonna. Pat Viktor's head? Yeah.]

You're still, uh, really hot? [oh god that feels weird to say to him. it's true, but he's still feeling The Burn.] And you work it really well. If no one else has said anything to ya, it's nothing to worry about! I've just, uh, I've got a good eye. A really good eye.

[.... so sorry, viktor]

[quadruples]

Yuuri probably noticed it when he poked my head... [ siiiiiiiiiigh he can never recover from this. ]

[uncouthhatcher]

[oh...................... he's... he's killed a man..........]

But, uh, you two're still friends... or whatever, yeah? He still likes you.

[or. whatever? yeah.]

[quadruples]

[ he lowers his hands... maybe he can recover from this... ]

...To answer your question, I'm seriously twenty-seven. Possibly twenty-eight, if my birthday has passed in here, but I'm still missing memories so I can't tell.

[uncouthhatcher]

[......]

I hope I'm as good lookin' as you when I get there. I'll take a dare in return, yeah?

[quadruples]

I dare you to put as many ice cubes in your mouth as possible.

[uncouthhatcher]

[HE'S CRUEL

VIKTOR IS SO CRUEL

THIS IS]

I'm seriously, seriously sorry about callin' you old!

[HE'S GONNA BOW AND EVERYTHING.]

[quadruples]

[ He just. smiles. ]

You've made your bed, now lie in it.

[uncouthhatcher]

[cruel... cruel and terrifying.

... Gold'll go get ice cubes in a bowl, though; he could just down the hot sauce, sure, but he's not someone who's bowing out of any dare tonight!]

I'm a man of my word, Viktor. Never forget this.

[and he'll pop them into his mouth one by one, scowling when it starts getting really bad. but he'll manage three, shuddering, and he'll spit them back out in the bowl once he's done.]

[quadruples]

[ Viktor's smile never leaves his lips as he watches Gold's suffering. After Gold spits out the cubes, he'll clap his hands in a short applause. ]

Well done, Gold. I guess it's my turn again? Truth.

[uncouthhatcher]

[Viktor's getting one cube thrown at him, and then he'll set it aside.]

Who would you rank as a solid ten here? Besides yourself.

[quadruples]

[ don't be fucking rude. ]

Mikazuki.

[uncouthhatcher]

[god]

He really gives the girls here a run for their money. Your turn.

[quadruples]

He's really handsome. Definitely my type. Truth or dare, Gold?

[uncouthhatcher]

[...........]

You seriously into guys?

[NOT THAT. IT'S A PROBLEM. PROBABLY. HE'S STILL A LITTLE WEIRD ON IT, JUST A BIT.]

[quadruples]

Yes, I am.

[uncouthhatcher]

[how open and okay with it he is

... Gold'll move a little closer, hunching his shoulders and sticking his hands in his pockets.]

How, uh. How'd you figure it out? That you liked guys.

[quadruples]

Mmm. I think it started with my teenage crush on Stéphane Lambiel? I was fourteen or fifteen when I watched him skate for the first time and I couldn't stop thinking about how beautiful he looked. And then I started looking at other guys too and felt attracted to them.