you and john had had a drunken one night stand. no feelings, no thoughts. nothing. just drunken lust. you, of course, regret everything. but did john? how would you even know?

john groaned and rolled on his side, facing you, clutching his head. once he opened his eyes and stared you right in your own, you could see the regret and panic set in. god, what had he done? did he really cheat on cynthia with you of all people?!

"shit."