•Chapter One•

"How drunk were you last night" she asks
"Not drunk enough to forget" I say awkwardly
"That makes two of us" she grins sitting up. "So...not drunk enough to forget. You weren't drunk enough to be totally out of control then? I must be doing pretty good" she normally flirted with me, it was our kind of friendship, but never like this.
"So, how straight are you?"