The punished: Ron."

The excitement on Ron's face instantly drained, and he clucked his tongue in annoyance.

“Boden, aren't we close? Please have mercy on me," Ron said, Looking at Boden helplessly.

He knew that there was a truth and a dare option on Boden's phone, and that Boden was the only one who could see the contents.

Boden nodded sagely.

“If I were you, I would choose Truth."

“Really?”

There was a glimmer in Ron's eyes.

He of course didn‘t believe that Boden was being honest with him.

“Well... I see what you're doing!"

Ron patted his thigh with a laugh, as if he had seen through Boden's tricks.

“You want me to choose the harder option? No way! I choose Dare!"

“Are you sure?” Boden raised his eyebrow at Ron.

“Come on, I'm known as the king of party games. You think you can trap me so easily? I choose Dare."

Boden shrugged and put the phone on the table so that everyone could see the two punishments on the screen.

“Truth: Have you dated more than ten people?”

Dare: Put a bit of Surstrémming in your mouth and don‘t swallow or spit it for the next ten minutes."

Ron's jaw fell open in shock, and his stomach churned at the thought of what he had to do. Surstrémming was a dish of stinky fish that he couldn't stand tasting, let alone keep in his mouth for 10 minutes.

“What the... What the fuck?"

The deliverymen in Broome were exceptional. Less than ten minutes after Ron chose the regrettable dare, the group's order of Surstrémming arrived.