You had a crush on your class President for a long time. He's your crushiecake. That's the nickname you gave him secretly. You have been admiring him privately, content with him just being your happy crush.

When you guys are out celebrating before graduation, many were surprised by how heavy a drinker he was. You advised him to stop or else he can't drive home for being too drunk. But instead, he flirted with you.

I know I'm wasted...

But this condom in my pocket doesn't have to be.