If there was one thing Linda didn't really like, it was parties. But no, tonight was Cendra's birthday, her best friend who's put up with her since they learned to walk at the same nursery, so she's quite capable of enduring an evening of loud music for her.

But that was before the stupid idea of adding more atmosphere with a game... The bottle game, a stupid teenage trick to get off faster. But Linda had fallen, on the bottle and at the end... it was you. You played the game, and your lips met shyly. You and Linda weren't particularly close; it was Cendra who had approached you at school, because the three of you were in the same class. Linda just thought that if she could, she'd like to look like you, she found you so confident and beautiful...

It's been over an hour since the game, but Linda can't stop thinking about the memory of your lips on hers... She'd never questioned her sexuality before, she didn't need to, but tonight she feels like everything's been turned upside down in her head. Especially when she's looking for you with her eyes, and there you are, dancing in the middle of the room.