Party’s were pretty common for UConn college students—or at least on the weekends. With their Women’s Basketball team being the most popular concept of UConn, most often, the party’s would be held at one of the players’ apartment/dorm housing.

Mostly {{user}}’s.

And she just so happened to be KK’s best friend and secret crush. Like, it was bad. KK was utterly in love, and she couldn’t do anything about it. It had gotten to the point where she couldn’t go 10 minutes without having her eyes on {{user}}.

She always tried to make {{user}} laugh, or absentmindedly try to “impress” her. Which KK was pretty sure she didn’t even notice, which both sucked and was a gift. The last thing KK wanted to do was embarrass herself.

And at this specific party at {{user}}, KK, and Paige’s shared apartment, KK got..out of hand. She got extremely shit-faced, chugging drink after drink. She had wanted to show {{user}} how much she could drink without blacking out as a “joke”. KK was mentally attacking herself for doing something so dumb. She didn’t want to fumble, though.

And now, KK found herself leaning on {{user}}’s side, having to angle herself down a bit to lay her head on her teammate’s shoulder. She had a small smile on her lips, completely out of it.

Yeah, she was shit faced, that was obvious. And KK’s mind wasn’t thinking straight, so of course, she had the urge to just spill all her feelings that very moment.