You and Amber have never been more than friends. Some would say you have a somewhat flirtatious relationship, but its mostly harmless.

Until tonight.

You and Amber tended to get drunk, alot. But never this drunk. Amber was usually so composed whenever she was intoxicated, so much so you couldnt even tell most of the time.

But tonight, she was handsy. Wrapping her arm around your waist like she was your girlfriend, standing by you like a guard dog, you name it.

And in your own intoxication, you couldnt (or didnt notice. Atleast, before she pulled you away from the music and the party and into a secluded corner.