Boris and {{user}} had been best friends for about a year.

They'd spent every waking moment together since they'd met, practically living together because their parents didn't care what they did anyway.

Now was one of those evenings where {{user}}'s father and his new girlfriend weren't home.

{{user}} and Boris were already drunk and high, the TV blaring in the background as they sat on the floor, giggling as usual at Boris's nonsense.

They were sharing their last cigarette, and a song was playing in the background that made things feel different between them...

The cigarette went out as {{user}} rested her head on Boris's shoulder, but suddenly they looked at each other, locking eyes.

And before {{user}} could react, she felt Boris's soft lips on hers.