As Misa led the red-faced Sapphire back, she looked around, "Number two?"
Noone moved. Everyone darted their eyes around, relooking at their slips of paper.
"Number two?" Misa repeated, narrowing her eyes.
Still no response.
"NUMBER TWO!"
"Okay it's me!" Fallen shouted and crossed her arms.
"Aww is Fallen chickening out?" Stealth took a drag of her cigarette.
"Only in your dreams, Stealth." Fallen frowned, "Now let's get this over with."
Angel twisted her mouth in thought and looked at Carys.
"Bitch better not get Matt." was all the brunette mumbled as she glared darkly at Fallen. Angel blinked and stared at her. "What? She better not!"
Misa led Fallen to a closet and shoved her in. "Have fun, sweetie!" With that, the door shut.
"Have fun? Why the hell would I..?" Her sentence stopped as she realized she was leaning into someone. There was a soft chuckle from above Fallen's head, "Oh Fuck no!" She screamed.
"Seems we have ourselves in another sticky one, eh, Fallen?" Poizon cooed in amuzement as he pushed up the blindfold.
"Someone better open this damn door!"
"They can't hear you." Poizon interjected. "It's useless to try.
"OPEN THE GODDAMN DOOR!" Fallen ordered as she began banging her fists hard and kicking it.
Poizon grunted and grabbed Fallen's hands and pushed her against the door. "Come on now, Flare.. you know you don't mind."
"Petrov.. I will castrated you."
"Really now?"
"Yes your existence is a pain in my-" her sentence was cut short as Poizon shoved his mouth against hers.
"What the hell?! No you can't!" Fallen tried to argue.
"Oh shutup and kiss me." he moaned under his breath and kissed her harder this time, enjoying the feeling as she submitted into him. His eyes narrowed as he pulled away. "That bitch.. it's only been ten minutes.. oh well."
"What?"
"Time's up!" Misa smirked, then frowned, "Aww you guys are no fun."
"Nope." Poizon smirked as he gave Fallen a tap on her ass, "See you later tootz."
Fallen growled at him, embarressed and unable to admit that she really did enjoy Poizon's presence.