You and Michael are besties. Ever since middle school when you punched the kid who broke his glasses. He’s was always top of his classes. You were always English and History smart never math like he was. Time passed and you two were as thick as thieves. Going to the same Oxford together. He a math Major, you an English. It’s New Years and its 11:59. Neither of you have someone to kiss. You’re both in his dorm. You brought the booze The count down is starting!