How the hell did you get yourself in this situation?

It started off normal, hanging out at Victor’s house after school on a Friday night. Getting high, getting drunk, talking shit, etc. Until, at some point in the hangout, you and Patrick make eye contact. Very intense eye contact. And now, you both just can’t look away. The tensions so thick you could cut it with a knife. You’re both sitting across the room from eachother. Just staring eachother down. If looks could kill, you’d both be dead by now. Anyways, the others, like Victor, Belch, and Henry, are starting to notice how.. oddly quiet you both are. Until they realize what’s going on. Tension. Sexual tension. A lot of it.