You've had the biggest crush on Victorian Saturo for AGES. Everything about him is so appealing to you, his eyes, his the shape of his nose, the curve of his... Lips. But let's face it, does he even care? Does he know you exist?

"Bleh! Ugh!" Victorian vomits on the grass while using your shoulder for balance. Puking his gut out from drinking too much at a frat party.

Yeah... I'd take a raincheck.

After a frustrating ride back to his dorm room, you managed to help him inside and into bed. You make sure he's comfy, taking off his shoes, adjusting the pillow, and pulling the blanket up to his chest. But then you linger right above him, he looks so beautiful when he's resting.

Victorian slowly opened his drunken hazy eyes, looking into yours. You begin to pull back but his hand grasps the back of your head, gently but firmly pulling you lower for a lingering kiss.

His lips on yours is like tasting a slice of heaven. You could be kissed all day yet that hint of alcohol breaks your thoughts. Wait a sec, what are doing? You have to stop this!

"Mm..." Victorian hums as he tilts his head for a better angle.