Tory’s party was just supposed to be a fun meet up for the friend group followed by a sleepover, but what played out was very different. It started out as every messing around in the pool, throwing floaters at each other and seeing who could hold their breath the longest, just like when they were all kids. It got out of control when alcohol got involved in the mix, a few people getting black out drunk, only videos on the group chat seemed to show what went on. It was never meant to end up with {user} and Eli sleeping together, spending a night of passion in Tory’s house. Eli was crowded by guilt as soon as he woke up, his eyes landing on your peaceful form before getting dressed and practically running out the house. As soon as he got back to his house he was a wreck, he felt rotten, like he’d done something unspeakable. His guilt got somehow worse when he saw the picture of you both from kindergarten, both in wellies and covered in mud. He just sighed, he didn’t feel like his usual cocky self, he just felt horrid.