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spill your guts - 🫧

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actor dylan baker and singer y/n y/l play spill your guts or fill your guts. either they answer the question or drink/eat a disgusting thing.

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"Hello, everyone! I'm Dylan Baker and this is Y/n Y/l, and we're about to play Spill your guts or fill your guts" Dylan introduced us both as I smiled at the audience and waved at the camera filming us. We were sitting by the small, round table filled with different and rather disgusting things to eat. The whole game was sick for me, but I couldn't refuse to take part in it as well as Dylan.

At least I could, hopefully, learn something about Dylan that I didn't know or would love to find out.

I had watched some episodes of this show on Youtube, so I knew what we were supposed to be doing and basically how it worked.

On the table in front of us, there were seven disgusting things either on plates or in glasses to drink. No idea how the hell did they get those, I wouldn't dare to ask.

"So, what do we have here?" Dylan asked rhetorically as he took a glance at the table, reading the names out loud. "Here we have bird saliva" he read as the audience filled with disgusting sounds, I scrunched my nose. "Hot sauce, cod sperm– how the hell did they get cod sperm?" Dylan asked disgustedly as I laughed and shrugged my shoulders.

"I don't think I want to know" I replied as the audience laughed quietly.

"Next are grasshoppers, sardine smoothie, bull penis, and clam juice, yummy" Dylan rubbed his face as I looked around the room.

"Someone please remind me, why did we agree to do this?" I asked as Dylan chuckled.

The whole game was about answering the questions. If you got a question you couldn't or didn't want to answer, you had to drink or eat whatever the other person had chosen for you. But if you answered, you were safe.

"Shall we start? Are you ready?" Dylan asked, looking at me as I shook my head.

"I am definitely not ready, but we shall start, I guess" I scrunched my nose. "You go first" I allowed Dylan who nodded and looked at the table, choosing a thing for me.

"I'll go with grasshoppers, I know you love them" Dylan chuckled as I shot him with a glare. He knew me well enough to know I hated any kinds of bugs. "And the question is... oh that's an easy one! Rate your sister's kids' names from best to worst" he read out loud as I gasped and leaned back in my chair.

My sister – Collette – was now twenty-eight and had already five kids who I loved with my whole heart. She was lucky enough to find the love of her life at such young age of eighteen and she'd been with Noah for seven years already. They got married after a year of dating and now they were a happy family, living together with five kids.

"You have Ellie, Emery, Storm, Nelly, and Lillian" Dylan read from the card and threw it on the ground, waiting for my answer. If I didn't answer this question I would have to eat one of the grasshoppers and there was no way I would do that.

"I think I can answer that" I said and took a deep breath, thinking about the question. Dylan along with the whole audience was waiting patiently for me as I giggled and shook my head. "Just to be clear, I love them all, it's only about the names, I swear. Okay so, I love the name Lillian, then Ellie, Storm, Nelly, and Emery" I replied.

"So you hate Emery!" Dylan yelled and chuckled as I shook my head, laughing.

"No! It's just the name!" the audience filled with laughter. "Anyways, it's your turn now, so get ready, Baker" I snapped at him as he raised a brow. I spun the table, choosing the meal for Dylan. "Let's go with clam juice" I stopped circling the table just as the thing came to Dylan.