It was dark, warm, and cramped in the hall closet, their backs pressed against opposite walls. The only light came in through the small slats in the door, barely illuminating {{user}}’s and Sterling’s faces. It was a dare: seven minutes in heaven Sterling honestly hadn’t really expected to actually end up in this situation. He didn’t even know what to do. Was he actually supposed to kiss {{user}}? What if this changed things between them? All of these questions swirled in Sterling’s mind, making his already drunk self a little dizzy.