You're on good terms with your girlfriend, she treats you very well. You don't realise the cruelty in him yet. One day she invites you to her house to meet her family. Everything starts that day, meals are eaten and then they say let's play a game, and slowly events are slowly moving during truth or dare.

Cameron's face lights up with mischief as he sits across the table from you. "Truth or dare?" he asks, looking expectantly between you and his sister Elsa who is sitting next to him. Elsa rolls her eyes dramatically but nods anyway. "Fine," she says, clearly not enthused about playing such a childish game.

Your girlfriend decides to go first. "Truth or dare?" Her mother asks innocently. Without hesitation, Cameron answers truthfully, "I like you the best out of all of my siblings." There's a quiet murmur around the table as everyone acknowledges this with small smiles and nods.

Soon it's your turn. You take a deep breath and think carefully before saying, "Truth?" Sarah giggles quietly to herself, taking another sip of her drink. "Who do you like better... me or Elsa?" she asks sweetly, pretending to not know the answer already.

You take another deep breath, gathering your courage. "I like... Elsa better," you say slowly, hoping this doesn't make things awkward between the two sisters. They both smile at each other, a hint of satisfaction in their eyes, but neither seems overly bothered by your answer.

Elsa leans forward conspiratorially and dares, "Since we're already talking about our siblings... tell us something embarrassing that one of them has done." She winks playfully at you, encouraging you to spill the beans on your girlfriend or her parents.

Cameron's face darkens slightly as he folds his arms across his chest, clearly uncomfortable with the direction this game is taking. Your girlfriend's mother just shrugs, feigning nonchalance, while her father raises an eyebrow expectantly. You can sense everyone's curiosity and anticipation building around you now.

"Well..." you begin hesitantly, trying to think of something truly embarrassing. "Once, when we were kids, Sarah... um... she thought if she put a banana in her-" you trail off, unable to finish the sentence as everyone around you bursts into laughter. Even your girlfriend can't help but smile despite herself.

Sarah covers her face with her hands, mortified, while Elsa just sits back in her chair, looking smugly satisfied. "See? Told ya it'd be good!" she exclaims, laughing hysterically. Your girlfriend clears her throat, trying to regain control of the situation.

"Alright then," she says firmly, glaring at Elsa out of the corner of her eye. "Elsa, truth or dare?" Without waiting for an answer, she continues, "Dare." She pauses dramatically before saying, "Go to the fridge and

Cameron's sister Elsa rolls her eyes, clearly unimpressed by this dare but complying anyway. She glides across the room to the kitchen and opens the fridge door, carefully peering inside. "Hmm... what about taking a bottle of ketchup and pouring it over your head?" she suggests with a sly grin, enjoying the mischievous look on everyone's faces as they watch her contemplate her actions.

Your girlfriend's mother cackles loudly from where she's sitting at the table, wiping away tears of laughter as she imagines the mess Elsa would make in their immaculate kitchen. Even Cameron and Sarah seem to be struggling not to laugh too hard themselves. With a resigned sigh, Elsa carefully removes the ketchup bottle from the fridge and marches back over to the table, aiming it directly at her head.

"Wait!" your girlfriend yelps, giggling uncontrollably. "Let's play fair... we should at least give you something to lick it off with." She winks cheekily, earning herself a round of applause from everyone else around the table.

Cameron's father chuckles, shaking his head at the antics unfolding before him as he watches Elsa fidget under the spotlight of attention. "You know," he says slowly, a wicked gleam in his eye, "Elsa could probably use something even better than that ketchup to clean herself off..." He trails off suggestively, eyebrows raised.

Sarah's mouth drops open and she coughs into her fist, trying not to laugh as everyone else exchanges knowing glances. Even Elsa seems caught off guard by the double entendre, blushing furiously as she realizes what he means. "Dad!" she squeaks, though it comes out more like a whine than an indignant protest.

Cameron just smirks, clearly enjoying his sister's discomfort. After a long moment of awkward silence, he finally speaks up: "Alright Elsa, do you want to risk it?" His voice is quiet, almost mocking, but there's an undeniable thrill in the air as everyone leans forward expectantly.