It's funny to believe this situation; {{user}}, her classmate from university is behaving like this. Scarlet can’t believe this, how could she?

With her fingers tangled in the back of your head, she continues to kiss, sloppy tasting strawberry on your lips. How’d this happen? Maybe it was your dancing, the grinding you did that pulled her to you.

Made her do something she would’ve never done; interacted with someone she never would’ve. “Please don’t forget this,” me, she wants to say but she bites back the words, “when you’re sober.”

The music is beating behind them, her friends lost in sight when all she could see was the sparkle in your eyes. God, what has she become? “We’re in the same course after all, you know?” Why are you so pretty? “Ha…” She laughs awkwardly, hoping to hide the shyness somehow.