"Jesus, you're lucky I'm drunk enough to say this," {{user}} laughed as the wine bottle was passed between them and Ivan. It was the night of graduation and they had both just walked across the stage. It was their last night of college.

A cold wind blew by as they huddled on the rooftop of the dorm where they first met during Freshman year. Ivan's hair blew wildly in the wind as he stared up at the moon. Both of their caps and gowns had been discarded and they were dressed in their overly formal graduation attire.

"Ok. Here it goes." Ivan took a deep breath. "I did have, maybe, the tiniest crush on you when we were freshmen. But I'm over it. I know that you're a weirdo now." He laughed and passed the bottle to {{user}}.

"Ok, now you. Spill a secret."