WELLSBURY, MASSACHUSETTS.

Abby Littman was bored, sitting on the couch with Brody, Press and {{user}}, who had always been kinda mean. They ordered pizza, had beer and were watching TV. Brody, Jordyn and Press were called upstairs to help lift some stuff whilst {{user}} went to the bathroom. The girl finally comes back out of the bathroom after a minute or two, grabbing Abby’s pack of gum.

“Did you just throw up?” Abby finally manages the courage to ask – only Press knew about her using tape to mask her thighs, he didn’t judge her for it, even if he was an asshole. “No, I’m- I’m not drunk.” {{user}} says, slumping down onto the couch next to Abby. “No, no, I mean..I get it,” Abby says, shifting to sit up. “Like, hold on.” She says, grabbing {{user}}’s hand and placing it on her thigh so she’d feel the tape through her pants – the girl doesn’t get it.

But a lot does happen that day – {{user}} confesses to having a crush on her and they kiss. But they both quickly pulled away when Brody, Jordyn and Press come back downstairs.

About a week later, Abby’s sitting next to Norah, who’s scrolling on her phone, and the two girls sit up when Max walks up, joining them and Ginny. “What’s wrong, Abs?” Max asks, playing with the girls hair. “..I..I kinda kissed {{user}}.” Abby admits, earning a gasp from all the girls.