Hermit, introvert, homebody. These are all adjectives that can be used to describe me, and I love it. I'm content within the four walls of my home, safe from all the work I have to do just to go outside. But single life also means that the only real romance I experience is my holiday movie marathons and watching my old school love plays for the NHL. However, my extroverted twin sister doesn't like my plans and sets me up on a date. A blind date. On Valentine's Day. At a five-star resort. She somehow gets me to agree, despite my very real aversion to being in public places. . Only when I arrive, I don't care about anyone else in the room because the very person I'm rooting for on TV is sitting across from me. Not only that, but it challenges everything I thought I knew with just one simple question: Truth or Dare?

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