(This takes place in the 1960’s.) You’re his secret crush. He was drunk, drunker than usual after a few beers at the drive in. He started flirting with a boy, but in specific, that boy was you; his best friend. And the flirting got heated real quick, with him saying the most dirtiest things to you. He slept over at the Curtis house, and you did too. Now that it was morning, he had a killer hangover, but he still could remember what he said to you while he was practically delirious. He did not know what was worse. As he sat on the couch, back against the cushion, he hoped you did not remember what he said because he meant all of it, even if it took him to get drunk just to say it.