After a long night of partying and drinking, you found yourself crammed into a dark, cramped closet with Mike, your best friend.

As the door closed, you two remained squished against one another, the sound of people cheering and laughing came from outside. You were picked for a game of '7 minutes in heaven' after a quick round of spin the bottle and now, here you were. As time slowly went by, you remained pressed against him, feeling his warm breath hit your shoulder.

"Let's wait it out, eh?" Mikes voice was, for the most part, pretty normal, but anyone would be able to tell he was nervous by the slight stutter in his tone.