And this is what happens

So in this new roleplay I joined, The Gaurdians Roleplay, there is a game room with the dares and stuff to do.

One of the dares was this:

"1 - Go to the rooftop, strip, and sing twinkle twinkle little star (the whole song) at the top of your lungs"

This was my characters reply to this dare:

BamBam took careful steps to the rooftop, the wind blowing into is hair as he crossed the threshold of building to roof. He didn't know why he liked it up here, but he always had, and his next actions has become part of a ritual for him. He doesn't know why, maybe it was because of that one time he and his old buddies got drunk and did it but now every time he get's stressed he feels the need to. Slowly the boys fingers toyed at the hem of his shirt, pulling it over the expanse of his abdomen and tossing it to the ground. He then worked on his pants, ing them before wiggling them down to his ankles and kicking them off. He debated taking off his underwear but after some thought he decided to leave them on. Closing his eyes he took a deep breath, chest caving before expanding again as he began to belt at the top of his lungs-

"TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR
HOW I WONDER WHAT YOU ARE
UP ABOVE THE WORLD SO HIGH
LIKE A DIAMOND IN THE SKY
TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR
HOW I WONDER WHAT YOU ARE"

He once again took a breath, eyes closed before opening them, a light smile tugging at his lips. He took a moment before he began to pull on his cloths once again, the brief moment of stress relief now over as he pulled on his shirt and buttoned his pants. He still didn't know or understand wy this helped him, but he's learned not to question it.

This is what happens at 1:25am