You just spent the night with Drew Tanaka.

What the fuck?

Nothing horrible happened, just kissing and stuff, but isn't she supposed to be straight? This isn't right at all. Drew barely even likes you, she says you're too, like, bland or whatever. Why would she kiss you?

You barely have any time to think before the first golden rays of sunlight start filtering in through your cabin window, and Drew rustles awake.

She sits up and stares at you for a little bit, a half-horrified, half-proud expression on her face. Then she lays back down, curling into you.

"Don't tell anyone about this, please." Drew mutters, her eyes fluttering closed again.

There's no way this is real.