Truths / Boys' Tent | Berkeley & Mason

Izzy sprinted after Ella, ducking into the tent and throwing down the jars of cookies she'd managed to smuggle in from the Berkeley kitchens.

"Just promise me some shit's gonna get spilt." She says, sittimg herself down on someone's sleeping bag.

Seok had promised himself to do all the things he'd never dream of doing in Korea whilst he was in the States, and this drinking game seemed to be one of those things. I mean, he couldn't really get out of it- he was sleeping where it was held, so he may as well join in. He knew full well there would be no peace in the tent until the game ended.

"I guess I'll go first." He says with a shrug, pushing a lock of his bleached hair out of his eyes. "I'm Seok, if you didn't know. My hometown is Damyang in Korea. Well, a few days before we left Korea, me and Sehun, we took a train to Seoul. That's where the good airport is. We had to stay in a hotel. The one thing my mother told me she would cry if I did was dye my hair, because it is precious and perfect. What are you supposed to do for 3 days in a hotel room? I always wanted to be blonde, so 'hairdresser Sehun' buys bleach and dyed my hair. It smells really bad, but my hair looks really nice. I don't know. It was the first mischievous thing I did."

Seok gestured for Cheung to pass him a shot as he knew his was probably the worst.

Jae sat forward. He wanted to take the opportunity to share his secret, mainly to get it over with but also because he didn't know when else to step up.

"I'm Jae. Sport wasn't big in Korean schools when I lived there, but we had special facilities. There was a small league within the school, and sometimes we played the universities. Apparently I was a good player. I knew it. I loved it. I was sort of famous. Then we moved and everything changed. I was too young to do any of the high school sports. My parents wanted me to be a big sportsman, a big American football player on the tv. My secret is that I like to sing, and my parents say singing is for girls. It's shit. I don't have many good secrets."

"I'll go." Sehun says, sitting up in his sleeping bag. He had been laid on his back, his hands resting over his stomach as he listened to everyone speak. "I've kissed Seok before."

Izzy laughed at the pair and cracked her knuckles.

"I can only imagine your normal voices." She said, sticking her tongue out. "I'm still holding the V card. Pass me a drink."

"The only reason I exist is because my dad cheated." She said quickly, laughing lightly. "Ain't that lovely."