Mitchell blushed and shook his head. "No."

Another wave of laughter rippled through the crowd.

"Your turn to spin, Mitchell."

“Just you wait. I might end up picking you," Mitchell warned as he spun the bottle.

The bottle's choice was another man.

After a moment's consideration, he chose for dare.

Mitchell said, "No worries, I'll be kind. Just give a kiss to the person on your right."

The dare recipient, now embarrassed, looked at the man on his right who was equally flustered.

Under the cheers and encouragement from the crowd, he quickly planted a kiss on the man, stood up, and declared, “Okay, now it's my turn to spin the bottle."

"Proceed!"

Meanwhile, Sabrina, amid the boisterous crowd, observed their merry antics.

The questions, she noticed, were gradually becoming trickier.

Someone asked about the timing of one's first sexual experience and how long they lasted during that encounter.

The question triggered apprehension among many, with a preference for daring over answering such a personal question.

The rule was clear. Dodging the question or the dare meant drinking three glasses of wine as a penalty.

With so many participants, it would take more than 4@ rounds before everyone had a turn.

Sabrina hadn't yet had her turn. Along the way, several girls had their turns, and thankfully the questions posed weren't overly personal.

Having just completed a daring task, Cason declared, "Finally, my turn to ask. Let's see who fate chooses."

The bottle spun at the center of the crowd.

ALL eyes were locked onto the spinning bottle, which ultimately came to rest pointing at Tyrone, causing a ripple of excitement.